The single piece of code swam before eH4x’s two eyes.
It was past three in the morning, for the fourth night running.
I have to sleep before five.
Her alarm went off at six am, but eH4x was still at her desk, fingers almost preternaturally skimming the keyboard, code block after code block stacking together.
This was not just an application. It was not just a game.
This is History, and it is the Future.
Seven million dollars was already in her account, forwarded by The Big Eight, a consortium of men and women with mind-boggling wealth and influence.
Nine times out of ten eH4x had successfully completed projects for them. This was the eleventh, and if successful, it meant something more than money could buy.
A door to another world, through code.
A world where my family is.
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