Gia
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The tunnel was surprisingly clean. It was old but well maintained and not slimy or creepy as I had imagined, and it was much deeper than I expected. Noah switched on a pocket torch and lit the way for us. I spotted the cameras he had mentioned and hoped that his efforts to sabotage them were successful.
He’d spent his free time at work uploading a virus to the old campus security system that would simply prevent it from saving any camera footage until the next morning. We could certainly not cause permanent damage and leave the hoard of items at risk. He was cagey about it when I asked how he had access to such a virus, putting it down to having eccentric friends in low places.
We moved forward quietly. Noah said the tunnels and vault were rarely visited by anyone unless th
