707's POV
Unable to Locate Server. Rerouting…
"Are you kidding me?!" I practically yelled. I had just been rerouted for the third time. I was so fricken close too. Gah.
I ran a hand through my already messy red hair and sighed. This hacker was giving me more of a fight than I expected. They reworked their signals to be distributed to several other countries and just straight up made my life way harder than it needed to be. Little did they know that I managed to hack into the logs.
I scrolled through their past history, tracing it back to the past 24 hours. Everything prior had gone blank. I silently cursed as I realized they had everything deleted on a timer. I had a little under three hours before everything was gone from what I had found.
My fingers flew across the keyboard, backing up everything that I could find without the chance of corruption. I dragged file after file, clip after clip, but the one thing that surprised me was one audio clip that remained. I decided to save that for last. As I scrolled through their history, I noticed one thing in particular that really stood out. Was I seeing this correctly?
I adjusted my glasses and clicked on the algorithm. My breath caught in my throat as I fumbled for my phone, numbingly typing in the contact info. I held the device up to my ear, heart rate racing. If this was true then we had a major issue.
"Luciel?" a groggy voice responded from the other end of the line. My eyes flicked over to a clock on the wall, noticing the time. 4 am.
"Hey, Jumin. Sorry for the wakeup call. Seems we have an issue here" I said, words coming out of my mouth faster than I anticipated. Either he could hear the worry behind my voice or noticed something was off. His response was just as urgent.
"Luciel. What happened." I heard a rustling at the end of the line.
"Someone has been watching the chat."
Mav:
I sat quietly against the cold wall of my shower, water bouncing off of my skin like little needles. It's cold temperature forced myself awake, but my muscles weren't going to move. I hugged my knees, letting my eyes close and just let my mind wander.
Everything happens for a reason Mav. You're going to be fine.
I let out a small sigh and stood on creaky joints. I stood against the water, arms now hugging my stomach. I ran a finger along the scarred line that remained, phantom pains showing ever so slightly. I shook the memories away.
You are going to be alright.
I shut the water off with a shaky breath and stepped onto the plush bathmat. Wrapping a towel around myself tightly, I sank to the floor. The memories wouldn't go away. They tore through me and ripped me to shreds if I let them. And I was just stubborn enough to let them in.
It'll be ok.