Not for the first time n3m0 realized he had been killing a few hours at del.icio.us. Hunger had started its pull some time ago but the only food he had at home was Ramen Noodles. God I’m sick of those, he thought. He had been browsing “Get Rich Quick” links and poker strategy. He knew he was fooling himself regarding the get rich quick schemes, but he was getting desperate and too little sleep was affecting his brain. n3m0 had started playing online poker four months ago, the feeling that he was James Bond had vanished when his winning streak had ended abruptly. Confident of his abilities, he hadn’t missed a beat; instead he kept on playing and he was loosing big.
His car was quite old and he hadn’t used it much of late so that had been one of the first things to go. I was going to get a new car anyway, n3m0 tried to defend his decision. Some days he fooled himself, other days he banged his head into the wall to punish himself. Wouldn’t be able to pay for the petrol anyway, at least not now, sometimes he caught himself just laughing hysterically. The profit he should have gotten from selling the car were nowhere to be seen. Not having any other assets he wanted to part with, he found the perfect solution – a quick loan.
It was so easy to dial the number, the people at the mortgage institute didn’t even ask what the money was for. It had lasted for ten days.
His computer speakers started their familiar buzzing, n3m0’s eyes found his cell phone and sure enough it started to ring. n3m0 sighed and answered the phone.
“Hello there”. n3m0 didn’t recognize the voice; it sounded strange somehow.
“Hello?” he asked, trying to focus his eyes on the computer clock. It was too blurry.
“Who am I speaking with?” the caller asked. There was a lot of static on the line, n3m0 had some trouble hearing him.
“You called me, who the hell are you?”
“Someone who needs your help.” The caller was using something to distort his voice. “Are you n3m0?”
“Where did you get this number?”
“From someone who said you were low on cash.”
Among other things. Damn. n3m0 opened up a text editor.
“So what do you want?”