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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Blue_Kryptonite" data-source="post: 2799844" data-attributes="member: 10949">4:15 AM Slaye realizes upon opening the mini-bar that Alex had stopped in the room when they were checking in, waiting to be shown to his at the end of the hall. Thus, there is nothing but a bottle of 7-up in the fridge. Heading back to his own room across the hall,. he realizes that its too quiet for the time of morning at a Sheraton of this size. No maid carts lined up for the 5 AM opening routine, no bleary-eyed bellboys doing the room count, and oddest of all, no smells or noises of the complimentary continental breakfast being prepared. (Roll a Spot check.)- - -Mitch tabs over to to check his email out of habit. In the hour or so he was ferreting out dirty little secrets, a good 60 spam must have piled up by now. Instead, the machine freezes for a moment, then pops up a no connection dialog. A tracert reveals the problem is local... And impossible. At the bottom of 30 or so failed hops timed out with asterisks, sits a local number where none should be: 192.168.0.666. A DOS window pops up as the machine shuts down, hard, with the drive coming to a unhealthily *clunk*! of a stop. (Roll a spot check)- - -Billy moseys up to the end of the hall, to the slightly larger couples suite the drama queen had to claim for his lonesome. Just cause he cut a record with Dan'l Boon and the Stardust Spiders forever ago, he thinks he owns the joint. The door stands slightly open. A knock swings it full open. (Roll a spot check).</blockquote>

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