The dimly lit data center hummed with the rhythmic whir of servers, a cacophony of digital whispers echoing off the metal walls. A lone figure in a trench coat and fedora stood in the shadows, cigarette smoke curling around him like a ghostly shroud. He watched as a technician in a lab coat hurriedly typed away at a terminal, a bead of sweat trickling down his forehead. The figure stepped into the light, casting a long shadow across the room, and the technician froze in fear. "I'm looking for some information," the figure said in a gravelly voice, a glint of steel in his eyes. "And you're gonna help me find it." The technician swallowed nervously, his fingers trembling on the keyboard. The data center seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the inevitable unraveling of secrets in the darkness.
