Draziel glanced at the steel door, his eyes sweeping past the numbers written on the button numbers on the security pad, but he didn't touch anything as he remained motionless before the door, not doing anything, as though he was waiting for something.
But infant, his eyes were meticulously eying the number pad, depending on various facts such as difference in depression, the colours wearing off and various stains, he came up with six random numbers and then began to sieve analyse the random numbers, cross-referencing the numbers to the history of the company and various information until finally, he came up with three particular sets of numbers he has extrapolated.
Choosing one set at random, he inputted the number and the moment he dropped his hand, a red glow flashed on the display panel.
[Incorrect Password. One attempt left.]
