Leo's screens cleared. The G-sharp faded. The station hummed back to its sleepy baseline.

The first file arrived: . The station’s mainframe, a lumbering beast that normally processed weather data at a leisurely pace, suddenly revved its fans to a jet-engine whine. Leo watched in horror as the CPU load spiked to 400%, then 1500%. The machine wasn't crashing—it was multiplying . Every cycle split into a thousand synthetic tasks: sorting prime numbers, simulating raindrops on a tin roof, calculating the optimal way to stack invisible oranges.

The mainframe began to sing. Not an alarm—an actual harmonic resonance from its power supply, a low G-sharp.

He saved the log file under one name: .