The Mysterious Hacker

Meanwhile, in a basement in the suburbs, a figure could be seen seated in the middle of the room. There were about five computers around him. 

The room was dimly lit and only the light from the screen of the computers shone in the room. The rays shone on the keyboard as the person typed frantically.

From the outline of his figure, one could tell that he was a young man. He was putting on a hood covering half his face. However, his lower face was visible. And, there was a scowl on his face. 

"Fuck. He broke the second defense." He cursed. There was a hint of disbelief and panic evident in his voice. 

He sat up and tried to focus even more but it was all for naught. In a matter of seconds, the last defense had been breached. 

His hand fell by his side with distraught. He knew he was open to the attacker now and they could retrieve whatever he wanted.