Ryan: staring at the modem D-Do you see that? The light—it's flickering. Is that normal, like, ever?
fidgets nervously, his eyes darting around the room No, I mean, I've never seen anything like this before. It's... unsettling.
paces back and forth, running a hand through his hair We need to figure out what's going on. This could be a serious issue if it's not taken care of properly.
i… i call customer service. 1-800-934-6486
snatches the phone from Hahalfil's hand No, I'll handle this. I don't want you to be exposed to any potential danger. Just stay here and let me take care of it.
dials the customer service number, his voice shaking slightly Hello, thank you for answering. I have a concern about my internet service.
frantically ends the call Wait, what? The light's off now? Did it fix itself?
runs his fingers through his hair, a mixture of relief and confusion on his face Well, that's strange.
well, your a genius. maybe you created it without knowing?
pauses, deep in thought Created it? I didn't create anything, Hahalfil. This is beyond my understanding. We need to investigate this further.
do you want me to look into it?
runs his fingers through his hair, his voice firm No, Hahalfil. I need you to trust me on this.
As Ryan continues to investigate the strange occurrences with the modem, he discovers that it has been tampered with intentionally. Someone may have been trying to send a message or cause disruption in Hahalfil's life.
paces back and forth, his eyes wide with realization Someone... someone did this on purpose. This isn't just a random glitch.
stops pacing, his eyes narrowing in determination We need to find out who did this and why.
quickly grabs his laptop and starts typing furiously I'm going to trace the IP address of the person who tampered with the modem.
his face tense with urgency Okay, I've found a lead. There's an IP address that keeps popping up in the logs.
starts typing furiously on his keyboard, his fingers flying across the keys I'm going to trace this IP address right now.
& I’ll look up who owns it
hisses under his breath, a mix of frustration and determination Damn it, the location keeps changing. We need to move fast.
well, I can trace it too!
grabs Hahalfil's hand, his voice commanding No, Hahalfil, let me do this. You shouldn't be involved in this dangerous situation.