A particularly average email was forwarded amongst those who frequented the council designated sector. An email that wore many names and titles. A message from a family member, an update from your favourite social media platform, or perhaps a newsletter from starbay.com. Tailored to the recipient like a fine, expensive suit. Once that email was opened ... Your screen zapped. It's lights flashed bright, then died to blackness. Static and screening, distorted lines raked up and down the screen for just a moment ... until an image faded softly into light. A bright, vivid purple. ... Nothing happened. Whatever electronic you used ... it had simply froze up. One Two Three Four Five Six The image vanished; Your inbox was there, clear as day ... But that message was gone.
The half awake Sunny nearly dropped her tablet when whatever type of virus this was hit. She blinked, squinting at the strange image, before her device went back to normal. After that, she ran every single antivirus software she had on that cheap tablet before shrugging and putting it back in her pocket.
Noah goes threw all his emails but still cant find the one, he decides to clear all if not most personal information from the device, then proceeds to send it into space via garbage shoot. he pulls up a chair to his window and watches it float off into space...
