"I need Chocolate!" -- Knitnan
"Attempted security breach detected in junction B-9," intoned the computer. Security Operator Vic stumbled out of his bunk. Why did this shit always happen on his rest cycle? He scrubbed the grit out of his eyes and attempted to focus on the screens. Which were needlessly tiny, lowest-bid, grainy-as-flakk monitors from the absolute dawn of screen technology. The only thing stopping the corp from using Cathode Ray Tubes was the radiation restrictions for the fluffiest Havenworlders on board.
It took quite a lot of interpretation to figure out the ghostly monochrome figures as they blended into each other at - it seemed - four frames per minute.
There was, indeed, someone messing with the food printer. Hacking it. Vic could barely make out a jury-rigged datareader and some cables. There was some shadowy thing on the floor that had to be some removed panels.
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