Room 509 - Stevie

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This bad mothafucka lives here!

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Amid the wreckage of one of the last pre-ZP homes, someone had forced a clearing in the aluminum cans and other detritus, though little grainy bits of artificial and organic et cetera clung to the short carpet like gravel. Two men sat there, Stevie on an office chair and Thierry on a short stool.

A knock at the door. Thierry opened up.

Thierry-
"Seth, hello..."


Stevie-
"Come on in, man!"


Seth-
"Hey guys, I was just wondering what was going on with the computer stuff. Any hot leads?"

There were electronic devices and wires strewn everywhere, plus a gas generator with exhaust angles out the window and a printer and piles of paper. It was a disaster area, but one with a clear sense of organization and purpose. Fortunately, the noisy generator was not presently on.

Thierry-
"Stevie summoned me to make the best use of cached memory on the device. He didn't know how to access auto-complete data and the like. After that, I just stayed to help read it all."


Stevie-
"Glad ya did. There's a lotta crap to wade through."


Seth-
"Whoa so didja find like, secret mummy mission debriefs or somethin'?"


Thierry-
"No, but his log-in for IRC was S3th_Dism3mbers, and his password 'killemall'."


Stevie-
"And his fuckin' dad liked crush videos, the piece of shit."


Seth-
"Ugh, geez. Guess we don't really need to get into the psychology of this kid then. Well what can we find out?"


Thierry-
"Michael was very competent with technology. If he'd been infected with a keystroke logger like his father, we'd have more. Nevertheless, I think we may soon be able to isolate all the useful data and go through it more easily."


Stevie-
"Oh, hey, tell 'im about Enumclaw."


Thierry-
"Ah yes. He used an online trip planner to find a way to Enumclaw by bus. There's no record of why he wanted to go there, but it seems possible it was to meet a friend."


Seth-
"Hmmm it's unlikely a kid like that would have many friends in other cities otherwise. Mummies in Enumclaw then?"


Stevie-
"Yeah, man. I'm bettin'."


Thierry-
"Let's not get too excited. It could be a relative or something else... Still, it could be worth a trip."


Seth-
"Do we know what the address is for?"


Thierry-
"It was just a street address, and the cached map image was not satellite or street view, so we cannot say..."

[Thy Dungyeon Maestyr]

Seth moved along, leaving the men in the squalid apartment.