4.04: Touched by a virus.

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The task that Daemon lays out for Mouse and YT is simple enough: allow the Word to spread to its fullest extent. To that end, YT is sent off into the 'Net carrying a list of IP addresses and a copy of Mouse's encryption codes.

One by one, YT visits the systems Mouse has firewalled off. One by one, the firewalls drop, allowing the Word to spread to

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Meanwhile, in Mainframe's Principal Office...

"It's no good!" wails Specky. "Her encryption is too complicated!"

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"We've got to keep trying. If-"

Dot glanced up at the screen displaying the true ENTIRE friggin Guardian Armada outside with a flagship. This was very, VERY bad, that many ships with Mouse, Matrix and AndrAIa likely to be there... It wasn't a matter of 'if they got in' ...now it was all of a matter of...

"WHEN Mouse gets here, we're completely defenseless! She knows the access code, we have to change it!"

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"B-b-but it's impossible!" Specky stammers.

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"No! There has to be something we can do." You can't take the fight out of this ladysprite.