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Json’s wheezing laptop spun to life, the internal harddrive grinding a little. This image appeared. It was alive with data streams. This was HDA #1, they were trying to rebuild after the collapse. What we learned in a short examination of the visualization, our construction of the data profiles of most of life on Earth was more complete and better protected. It’s true, they had to move the data into the bunker under Mt. Shasta, but the hardened data center was not complete yet. So these CUBES were stored around the internet. There were a lot of security traps around each repository. But our hackers wouldn’t give up. So we started hacking on these data cubes everwhere we found them. At least we’d give their cybersecurity team a bit of real work, trying to keep us out.

We’d find the vulnerability. It was inevitable. As the resistance power grid began to stablize underneath the wind turbines that we had running, the whispers of power provided whispers of communication, and whispers of the resistance pods around the globe. Other groups had sprung into action just as we had in New York City.

The cybersecurity fight was ON. As we moved our things out of the power center, we prepared a team to leave behind, to protect the alt.grid. We had some power, we needed to keep moving. Now we could move along the powerlines and establish comm points as we fled the heavy military action nearer to the cities.

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