For a long, agonizing moment, the central security room felt like the inside of a vacuum. The only sound was the low, steady hum of the cooling fans on the server racks, but even that felt incredibly loud.
Ethan sat frozen in his leather swivel chair. The sickly green light of the monitor reflected off his pale face, making him look like a carved statue of horror. His hands remained hovered over the keyboard, his fingers trembling so violently that they lightly tapped against the plastic keys without registering a single command.
