Luca adjusted his thick glasses and stared intensely at the progress bar anchored to the bottom right of his monitor.
The server room hummed with a low, hypnotic frequency that vibrated right through the soles of Luca’s worn-out sneakers. Fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting long, jittery shadows across a landscape of black metal racks and tangled, rainbow-hued ethernet cables. The_Strain_1x11_La_Trappola_ITA_ENG_720p_BDMux_...