Chit sat in the darkened office, lit only by the glare of the monitors. Most of
UCirc's lights went off at night. He could turn them on with a simple command,
but he preferred the darkness. It seemed to fit.

Well, the day had been wasted. He'd accomplished that much. In other words,
nothing. Now he could sleep for six hours, and...

Or he could work on it. He could... ha! He couldn't even *think* it. He turned
to go home, and was blocked by a ninja sitting patiently in the doorway. He
absently noted that, at one time, this would have disturbed him.

"Hello," Chit said, "Can I help you?"

"No..." the ninja said, in a whispering voice, "But I can help you."

"Help me what?" Chit felt cold.

"Help you discover who sent them."

"Oh."

The ninja smiled widely. "Come with me, and I shall provide proof."

"Nah," Chit said, as nonchalantly as he could. "It's not like it was actually
illegal or anything. [flick]" The ninja looked confused. "I mean, not yet. I
hear there's a bill in the senate. [earnestnod] Then those SPAMmers'll get
what's coming."

The ninja's eyes narrowed, and he was gone.

Chit locked up the office and walked calmly down the corridor to the first
turnoff, then ran for his life.