“It’s just a programmer being dramatic.” Leo pressed Enter.

It was the lab. Same room. Same server rack. Same two people standing at the same desk.

Mira grabbed his arm. “Leo. What did we just install?”

Leo didn’t look away from the screen. “EEE exists in the wild. It’s a fork. Someone rebuilt the memory controller from scratch.”

“Give it a second.” Leo’s voice was calm, but his fingers were white-knuckled on the desk edge.