The facility was old, yes, and full of large, dusty duct work along with all those pipes.

In one of the ducts, a figure in black paused, red-on-black eyes narrowing as he listened to the all-too-familiar sounds of tearing metal.

Looked like he wasn't the only one who'd had the idea to infiltrate this place tonight.

He picked up the pace, crawling past the vent to the CEO's office on his way to the server room, where he would plant his bug.

You know, assuming the server room was still functioning when he got there.