“Got her!” Darkholm shouted, turning off his systems with a hard reboot. Sprite sat up in the raised bed, propped up on one elbow, gasping for air, her skin pale.

“Hard reboot, everyone,” Ling said, flipping her own system off. Scotty and Vapor followed suit, Vape getting one last glance of the ghost rampaging their mainframe processors before her screen flickered to black.

“Now, Helen,” Ling said.

Helen flipped the kill switch and everything went pitch black.

Silence enveloped the dark room, no one before noticing how much the constant hum of the techquipment had filled the place with substance.