Arthur’s radio crackled. It was his supervisor, Sarah, sounding frantic. "Arthur! What’s happening? We’re losing signal across the whole eastern seaboard! I’m seeing a massive power drain in your sector!"

The Private Archive? There was no Private Archive. The company dealt in medical records and billing. There was no "Private Archive."

He turned back to his terminal. The lockout was gone.

The cursor blinked in the terminal, a steady, rhythmic pulse against the black screen. It was the only light in the room, save for the amber glow of the server racks humming behind the glass wall.

[ACCESSING LEGACY ARCHIVE: IndexofPrivateDCIM] [DECRYPTING PHANTOM SECTOR] [AUTHORIZATION: UPD - USER PROTOCOL DELTA]