[He ignores it at first. With everything else going on at the moment, it isn’t like Alan doesn’t have bigger things to worry about than a blip of suspicious activity on the ship servers. However, it quickly becomes clear that these aren’t the fumblings of an amateur hacker. Probably not even those of a human judging by the simultaneous nature of the unexplained connections. A hacking program, then? A very subtle one judging by how it had attempted to cover its tracks, shuffling and relabeling log file entries to disguise its intrusions as normal network traffic. If Alan didn’t specialize in system security, he might not have noticed at all.
Being as that does happen to be his specialty, the first thing he does is trace the connections back to their source. The origin ends up being a single MID, newly registered, a fact that gives Alan pause. But something tells him this isn’t Clu’s doing. The sophistication of the hacking program reads “import,” not something that was created in the past few days, which means its creator is almost certainly someone accustomed to being on the user’s side of the screen.
That settled, his approach his more conversational than aggressive. A single, tantalizingly unguarded access point, which terminates in a plain, unencrypted text file.]
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Being as that does happen to be his specialty, the first thing he does is trace the connections back to their source. The origin ends up being a single MID, newly registered, a fact that gives Alan pause. But something tells him this isn’t Clu’s doing. The sophistication of the hacking program reads “import,” not something that was created in the past few days, which means its creator is almost certainly someone accustomed to being on the user’s side of the screen.
That settled, his approach his more conversational than aggressive. A single, tantalizingly unguarded access point, which terminates in a plain, unencrypted text file.]
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