The Unknown: The Red Line.
  At 2 AM the phone rang. A groggy Marla answered.

“Marla. What the fuck you doing calling me so late, Scott. Don’t you know what time it is, wherever you are?”

“Marla this is Brian Hagemann, the reluctant but generous Internet Service Provider of the Unknown. It’s an emergency.”

“Brian. What’s up?”

“There’s someone hacking into The Unknown.

 

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