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“Three minutes!” came a booming voice from the speaker system overhead. The loud alarm switched to a higher frequency pulse, piercing Cade’s ears. It was like being on a nuclear submarine that had just pitched into darkness, alarm blaring, strobe lights pulsing.
Cade turned back to the monitors with his heart pounding to each pulse of light. The only thing notable in the log files was that whenever the server usage spiked, it wasn’t recovering. It was as if a new load was put on it, and it didn’t know how to relax itself. He scrambled across the logs, looking for anything. Then his eye caught a series of error codes. Finally, here was something, here was the real problem.
“Mr. Johnston!” yelled Cade, his voice cracking at first. “You need to see this.”
Johnston came running, followed
