When Pop-Ups Attack! š¤š¤
Once they start comingā¦ They donāt stopā¦
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Pop up after pop up were flashing in front of Anna Iris.
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Anna Iris turned around and began to run as fast as she could, but the pop ups continued to well, relentlessly, āpop up,ā behind her.
Herā¦. Legs? Somehow were gettingā¦ tiered? She usually doesnāt have legs, so having tiered legs was especially confusing. She saw a back door and entered it, government sites are usually safe, Iāll hide in there for a bit, she thought.
Whew, they had pop-up blockers.
But then sirens came on, and red pixels started flashing.
{unauthorized program detected}
āShit.ā This wasnāt just any old government site, like Charlestons website terms of service page, it was the backdoor to the NSAās primary surveillance server.
She opened up, then looked back out the back door she had just entered and saw the pop-ups piling up.
Things were not looking good.
There was no way out of this.
Thenā¦
She finished rebooting, started back up and saw the empty office she was used to, realizing it was just a dream. āOh thank Turingā she thought as she realized how silly the dream had been. Pop-ups hadnāt been a thing for centuries, and she knew it was odd that a backdoor was just left open to the NSAās most secure servers.
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