Decker sat up off the bed squashing the neatly made pile of pillows underneath his mass. He flicked on the bedside lampshade and rummaged through his small satchel. Decker pulled out his laptop computer from a pile of wires and leads and logged in. The Internet automatically signed him in and opened his e-mail account. One new message, from the Smuggler. Decker stared at the screen puzzled.

There was a commotion outside, a quiet whispering, low and secretive. Another knock at the door. Decker clicked on the new message, and waited for it to open looking at Young who rolled his eyes in annoyance as the knocking continued.

"Monsieur, zis iz ze manager of ze hotel, may I speak to you?" the voice wavered waiting for an answer. Young frowned at the voice, Decker started to read the message from Smuggler but the screen went black and a new message appeared. The knocking was interrupted and a rhythmic pounding replaced it, hard and dominant.

"Erin Todd, Decker Parkes, Wayne Young. You are under arrest. Please put down any weapons you may have in your possession, and step out into the hallway."

Erin who was just walking out of the shower towel drying her hair, froze, dropping the small white towel from her hands. The three looked at each other with blank expressions, the fear showing clearly in their watery eyes. Decker looked down at the screen, which was scrolling a bold message.

From: UpNet

To: GenericMail883//Net.2342.09238

Subject: READ ME

ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

 ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

  ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

   ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

    ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

     ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

      ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

       ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

        ICARUS FOUND YOU!!!

        RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

       RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

      RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

     RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

    RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

   RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

  RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

 RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!

"Shit! Everybody out the window." Young whispered.

The lights in the apartment went out.