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They proceeded up to the eightieth floor where the stairwell stopped at one final door. Nena opened her mouth, but Jack pressed a finger to his lips and slipped up to the shut entrance. He reached out and tried the handle. The door was unlocked, and he opened the entrance wide enough to slip his head inside.
After a moment he drew himself back out and jerked his head toward the door. “It’s all clear, but stay close.”
The pair slipped inside and Nena was greeted with a different view of the top floor. Thirty feet to the right and on the same wall as the stairwell were the elevator doors. Between them and the carpeted path were the tall, gray server towers. The lights in the room were off, but the lights provided by all those information powerhouses provided enough glow to illum
