I tried to unplug it. The router’s status light stayed solid green. No power cable, no battery backup. It is drawing a signal from the ambient static in the room.
Elias opens the file. He realizes the router isn't a piece of hardware. It’s a bridge. He looks behind him now.
Elias opened the text file. It wasn't code; it was a diary—or more accurately, a ledger of anomalies.