“Noah said he was going to try it and I haven’t heard from him since,” Sean replied.
“When was that?”
“Two hours ago.”
Ryan typed the web address, and the computer asked if he wanted to download the file.
“Trust files from this site?”
“Yes,” he clicked.
The computer whirred and buzzed. It grew louder and louder until a window popped up on the screen.
“The resolu-,” Sean started to say.
He stopped when hundreds of tiny, padded, fuzzy, mouse-like feet ran out of the monitor and onto the keyboard.
Click click click.