The evening falls over Dominocity. The darkness slowly descends. But in the large corporate building, one is still far from letting the evening end peacefully. There is still a lot of activity in the tiny office niches of the small computer company. The employees are busy typing on their keyboards to cope with a stubborn problem and to keep their management satisfied.
"I just can't get access!" Complains one of the men. His colleague's office stool rolls over from the neighboring cabin. “Have you already tried using the special connections?” “No chance,” comes the answer, “None of my passwords work!” “Damn it!”, The man angrily breaks a pencil in two, “The data hasn't been accessed for days the research department. If we don't get this up and running again soon, the boardroom will be very angry! "
"Do you think we will all be fired?" The colleague asks back. "I have no idea, I hope not! Even the best computer specialists are working on it," sighs the other. Discouraged, his colleague looks back at the screen. "It's just hard to believe! Just look at these subroutines! This jumble of data is so complex that even the best can't get through it."
"I bet even the experts from the Kaiba Corporation couldn't handle it," he says, angrily, dropping the broken pencils. "Kaiba-Corp has the best of the best, you know that!" Objected the other. "Maybe", comes the answer, "but you know the strict order: Kaiba-Corb should absolutely be kept out of there!"
The colleague sighs. "I know, but by now I would be willing to accept any help I can get." ", his colleague encourages him," A little more pride and self-confidence. We have our own experts. You know she has never given herself up so easily. She carries on no matter what it costs her. "" I hope you are right, "says the other, somewhat discouraged." I am really happy when we have solved this problem. These eternal night shifts take my last nerve! "
"Man, a little more poise!", The other complains, "If you don't take a break, then we won't give up either. And now go back to your computer!"

A few floors up in one of the larger offices, someone is also sitting in front of the computer. It is a young woman. Her brown hair is pulled back in a ponytail and her slender fingers move eagerly across the keyboard. It is dark in the room, only a table lamp illuminates the work surface. While she reaches for the coffee cup next to her with one hand, her green eyes remain fixed on the screen. She takes a quick sip of the lukewarm, but strongly stimulating drink, then pushes her reading glasses back on her nose with her finger and then continues typing.Countless rows of encrypted characters rattle across the screen before their eyes. Confused, she pauses. "What's that now, damn it!" She scolds quietly. Your fingers enter a few commands. "Well wait!", She mumbles, "Whatever you are, you'd better get out of my system or I'll make short work of you!"
Again she enters a few sequences. "Access Denied" flashes on the screen. "Stupid thing!", She scolds loudly, "You deny me access?Me? We'll see!" She cracks her fingers once, stretches once and then taps the one again Keyboard on. "I worked on this project too long to let such a stupid external data package ruin it!"
A daring smile lies on her face. She starts typing eagerly. "Let's see how you like it now! If you don't react to input, what about direct dialogue? Come on! Answer a few questions for me!"
Suddenly there is movement in the incomprehensible data series. The monitor flickers a few times and then it goes dark. The young woman holds her breath. Then suddenly a text cursor flashes and a language line appears. The woman stares at the screen in amazement. “What in the world ...?” But at this moment several words form on the monitor in front of her eyes and combine to form sentences.
"You deciphered my code and tapped my signal. Pretty impressive!" The young woman comes closer to the screen. She stares at the words in disbelief. For a moment she doesn't know what to say. Then she pulls herself together again. "Trifle!" She types. Only a few seconds later the answer appears: "Don't be too foolish about it! I just need to change the encryption sequence and you could start all over again!"
"Pff!", She exclaims, "The guy is really bold!" Then she types: "Dream on! I got you once, I'll get you again!" "I don't think so![/I ]"comes the answer,"[i]I could just cut the connection and you'd be in a fix!"
"Then why don't you do it! Get out of my system at last! You have stopped us enough with your flood of data." The cursor seems to hesitate for a moment. Then he writes: "I can't, I need your system and especially your VR technology!" The young woman hits the table with her fist: "That can't be true!" Annoying she types her answer: "Please shear yourself out of our project! This is topsecret! We have already invested countless hours of work in it. If you ruin it for me, I will turn your signal into a data salad for good, I swear to you!"
The answer comes shortly afterwards. "Well, your technology is a bit primitive and outdated, but quite useful for my purposes for the time being."The woman snorts with anger." What do you mean, 'overtaken'? Who are you Fatzke anyway? Someone from the Kaiba Corp computer geek? Do you wanna spy on us? But I'll tell you: Kaiba-Corp does not have a monopoly on VR technology. When the project is finished, the oh-so-great Seto Kaiba will beg to buy our technology! Tell your boss that! "
There is silence for a long moment. Finally the answer appears on the monitor: "Oh, I definitely don't work for Seto Kaiba. But an idea occurs to me. You seem to have most of the knowledge of everyone in your juice shop. At least you could you crack my code. I will help you to improve your virtual reality and in return I need your help."
The young woman looks up in surprise: "My help? Where?" Immediately afterwards the answer appears: "Just be patient, I will explain everything to you in due course. Only this much: I want Seto Kaiba to use your improved VR technology tried it first!"" What do you have to do with this arrogant snob? ", she writes back. Shortly thereafter comes the hesitant answer: "Seto Kaiba and I still have one thing or the other to clarify!"
The young woman's face darkens. "It sounds kind of familiar to me," she mumbles. "Who are you?" She finally writes. Immediately the answer comes: "My name is Noah."
For a moment the young woman hesitates, then she writes: "Well, Noah, then tell me how you imagine the whole thing!"