Gogrepack -

She pinged the IP. The response time was milliseconds—too fast. This wasn't a dusty server in a forgotten data center. This was a live machine.

A cursor appeared on her screen. Someone else was in the system. gogrepack

Lena leaned back. The coffee in her mug had gone cold an hour ago. She should stop. She knew she should stop. She pinged the IP

Lena stared at her terminal. gogrepack sat there, innocent and powerful, waiting for the next command. innocent and powerful

gogrepack -message "Who are you?"

gogrepack -message "He's the last person who used this command to find something he shouldn't have. Delete the file. Forget the IP. Or we'll add you to the archive."