Michael's brow furrowed when he heard the telltale hum of his computer when it was active. Hadn't he turned it off before he got to class? Shook his head, clearing it as he took out his computer. He opened the lid, entered his password, thanking whatever made him for the memory to remember his fifty two character code, and for the fingers to type it in quickly. As soon as his desktop loaded up, he noticed the file that wasn't there before.<br/><br/>'<i>Nothing should've gotten through my firewalls</i>,' He thought to himself. It was a three terabyte encryption that he put in, no way someone could've broken it without his knowing. He opened the file, perplexed to find not a virus or a worm, but a riddle.<br/><br/><i>In daytime I lie pooled about,<br/>
At night I cloak like mist.<br/>
I creep inside shut boxes and<br/>
Inside your tightened fist.<br/>
You see me best when you can't see,<br/>
For I do not exist</i><br/><br/>'<i>The geeky girl?</i>' Michael asked himself. The young hacker looked back at Ashira. She wasn't necessarily<i>geeky</i>as she was technologically proficient. He closed his computer, and stuffed it in his bag. Taking a piece of paper, Michael wrote down, 'Darkness', and folded it into a tiny square. Letting it fall to the floor, he moved the letter along the floor until it stopped at her foot. Slowly, it floated up until it landed in front of her atop her desk.<br/><br/>Not exactly a text message, but it would do.