((Great. I'll, uh, I'll post first. If anyone objects, speak now, or forever hold your peace... No? Alright-y, then, let the games begin! Or posts... You know what I mean, right?))<br/><br/>-- One Week Later --<br/><br/>Michael yawned as he walked down the hall of his corridor into the lounge the school had provided. He yawned again as he sat down at the center table, taking out his laptop and a hard drive. He sipped at his coffee again as he powered up. He looked around, then looked at his watch. It was five-thirty in the morning. He shrugged as he sipped his coffee again. No one was<i>really</i>supposed to be up, but people probably were. The students here were strange like that.<br/><br/>Joe saw that his laptop had powered up and started hitting his keys, entering lines and lines of coding into his computer, their meaning only known to one who was a member of the Hacker Matrix, the global group of hackers fighting those behind the scenes. Michael heard footsteps echoing throughout the hallway, but presumed it was one of his dorm-mates as he closed out of his coding program. He opened up a few files, and worked on a few assignments for school.