"Right then," she settled in the chair in front of the laptop, "What you're looking at here is the code to the security system. Or it was. It isn't any more. I've tried three different reprogrammings, building up a smaller, brand new test system for a single camera..." She pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed heavily, "Bottom line is I can't rebuild it. It keeps getting corrupted by an unknown entity. Gentlemen, we will never have another computerized security system."
Walter's eyes spiraled shut and the projection went away. The robot spoke in a very stylized 'butler'-esque voice, "You did your best, miss."
The corners of her mouth twitched a little into a smile, "Thank you, Walter." She turned in the chair to look at Sean and Cathair, "The other news is that the electronic manifest for the passengers is exactly the same as the paper one - only the remaining people are listed." She kind of felt like this was some sort of James Bond briefing although this was hardly her room-lab and the situation was incredibly serious.