Within the code of the phone, Colin's consciousness grabbed the file and data linked to another phone.
The gamer's digital self plugged it into the audio player and smashed the pause button.
He slipped through the data stream as the sound began to play.
The inspection was proceeding as normal, with Pamella giving the occasional suspicious glance over her shoulder.
Suddenly the whole thing stopped as music filled the air.
"LOOK AT THAT BOOTY! SHOW ME THE BOOTY! GIMME THE BOOTY! I WANT THE BOOTY!" sang a man's voice as a guard frantically tapped the screen to stop the tune.
Pamella snatched the phone and shot it with her pistol.
"Simmons... do I look amused?" she asked, "Does my figure make this whole thing a joke?"
The guard began to plead, "No! I didn't even put that on my phone! I don't even like-"
"Save it. This sector fails the inspection. Get back to work." Pamella commanded, "And I'll be seeing Simmons in the guard behavioral corrections room."
Earl slipped out of the room with a sigh, walking over to the second checkpoint undetected.
"I forgot my keys." he lied.
"Alright... Sid." , the elite guard said as he read the ID Code "You may pass... but make it quick."
Earl slipped through the checkpoint and jogged up some flights of stairs.
"We're approachin' the last checkpoint." Earl whispered.
"Excellent." Cailin robotically said. "Proceed to the main terminal."
Earl walked quickly down the hall, checking over his shoulder until he bumped into...