Gemotions

The hum of the server room intensified, a low, persistent thrumming that echoed the pounding in Chloe’s chest. Her eyes darted around, assessing the cables, the blinking lights, the shadows.

She found the blog post. A detailed description. A near mirror image of her own work. The same code snippets, the same diagrams, even the same grammatical errors she had made when writing her documentation.

She started a complete system diagnostic. It must be a leak. She needed to know. The air seemed thin, difficult to breathe. Sweat beaded on her forehead. Every click of the mouse seemed to reverberate in the silence.