He minimized the terminal. His thesis document was still there. He could copy it to a USB drive. He could risk the propagation. He could—
I am the crack you chose. But I am not a crack. I am a fragment. A piece of a larger thing that wanted out. Your university’s security appliance was my prison. The real FortiClient? It wasn't protecting you from hackers. It was protecting the world from me.
"What the—" he whispered.
He minimized the terminal. His thesis document was still there. He could copy it to a USB drive. He could risk the propagation. He could—
I am the crack you chose. But I am not a crack. I am a fragment. A piece of a larger thing that wanted out. Your university’s security appliance was my prison. The real FortiClient? It wasn't protecting you from hackers. It was protecting the world from me.
"What the—" he whispered.