They never notice the little things like the spliced video looping, or the loose vent screws.. My footsteps always go unheard & my movement unseen.. The guards walk their normal route & I wait the appropriate time before crossing the hall.. Habits are often hard to break & a smoker is as predictable as the days of the week.. Five minutes after the hour the brunette lab tech leaves her station unsealing the door below me on the way out.. It closes automatically, so she never turns around to check if it has sealed behind her.. A half heart's beat & I'm inside, the door sealing with a pift of air behind me..
None of the terminals have an outside connection, so the entire server is isolated to this lab.. Thats's why I have to keep coming back to check her progress.. I have six & a half minutes to run a three minute program, this should be cake.. Slinking into the unoccupied lab station, I wonder why I bothered sneaking at all.. None of the other technicians pay attention to anything but their work.. I click the jump drive into the terminal & it automatically activates the data extraction program.. Windows begin to open & close as the program sifts through the system.. It's a shame such a diligent scientist is mixed up in this.. Depending on what is found here she may have to die.. "EXTRACTION COMPLETE", the monitor displays in bold green text.. So I pull the drive & look at my watch to wait for my next cue.. The older tech gets up for a refill at the coffee station & on his way back I step out behind him.. I leave the way I came in & like always it seams too easy..