The wind outside howled. The single fiber optic cable swayed. The progress bar stopped at 4.7 MB.

Emiliano held his breath. Ricardo placed the parchment deed on the scanner glass—carefully, aligning the faded cross at the top with the corner marker. He pressed “Scan.”

“Uh… binary? No, it’s a system of interrupts, kernel extensions—“

“Papa? Is someone dying?”