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hackerOkay, so not like I'm not worried about the lost kid wandering around creeping people out—because I totally am—but we've got bigger problems.
[ And she wasn't sure she was going to make this PSA, but now that she's double-checked the access point list against the occupied rooms since the newbies arrived to similar results ... It bears mention. Besides—if they're spying, they probably know she's been hacking. Freedom of information is way more important than not letting the bad guys know they have that information at this point. ]
After the AC stopped freezing us out, I ran a tally. Counted occupied rooms, factored in one tablet access point per room, got a general idea of how many of us there are accessing the network. Basic, but effective. [ She hurries through this bit, like explaining herself in layman's terms is a necessary chore to build up to what she's really getting at. ] Anyway, I checked it against the list of hardware accessing the local network, and came up with an anomaly. One extra access point.
You'd think maybe I could just be missing someone, right? [ Which is hard to imagine, but had to be a possibility she accounted for. ] But I checked it again after—and we'll get to this in a second—more people showed up. Tons of new access points, but still one-up compared to occupied rooms.
[ She waits a beat for effect, then blurts out the obvious conclusion like it's gospel: ] Our transmissions are being watched.
I haven't found anything to indicate the tablets themselves are running any kind of intrusive, key-logging malware, but they don't need to if they're spying via subnetwork.
Next point: that means they have to be nearby somewhere. The whole network signal doesn't have much in the way of range. I've been trying to trace it back to an origin point, but it's been pinging around between the courtyard and the basement. So if I had to guess where we're being surveilled from ... [ She sits back, raising her hands in a gesture of boom. point made. Her hands drop and she nods definitively—announcement made. Job complete. ]
And now we can double back to totally freaking out about the fact that we've been stuck here a freaking month and Big Brother's officially started kidnapping more people in the meantime, smuggling them in without us even noticing.
[ And she wasn't sure she was going to make this PSA, but now that she's double-checked the access point list against the occupied rooms since the newbies arrived to similar results ... It bears mention. Besides—if they're spying, they probably know she's been hacking. Freedom of information is way more important than not letting the bad guys know they have that information at this point. ]
After the AC stopped freezing us out, I ran a tally. Counted occupied rooms, factored in one tablet access point per room, got a general idea of how many of us there are accessing the network. Basic, but effective. [ She hurries through this bit, like explaining herself in layman's terms is a necessary chore to build up to what she's really getting at. ] Anyway, I checked it against the list of hardware accessing the local network, and came up with an anomaly. One extra access point.
You'd think maybe I could just be missing someone, right? [ Which is hard to imagine, but had to be a possibility she accounted for. ] But I checked it again after—and we'll get to this in a second—more people showed up. Tons of new access points, but still one-up compared to occupied rooms.
[ She waits a beat for effect, then blurts out the obvious conclusion like it's gospel: ] Our transmissions are being watched.
I haven't found anything to indicate the tablets themselves are running any kind of intrusive, key-logging malware, but they don't need to if they're spying via subnetwork.
Next point: that means they have to be nearby somewhere. The whole network signal doesn't have much in the way of range. I've been trying to trace it back to an origin point, but it's been pinging around between the courtyard and the basement. So if I had to guess where we're being surveilled from ... [ She sits back, raising her hands in a gesture of boom. point made. Her hands drop and she nods definitively—announcement made. Job complete. ]
And now we can double back to totally freaking out about the fact that we've been stuck here a freaking month and Big Brother's officially started kidnapping more people in the meantime, smuggling them in without us even noticing.