Ms. Akant leaned forward. "But is it hard to use? I’m not a programmer."

She called Raygan. "It works! But tell me—is anyone else using this tunnel?"

"Open what?" she asked, suspicious.

The junior tech assistant suggested, "Why don't we just copy the files to a cloud drive?"

Ms. Akant panicked. "How can I access the archives from home? The server is not on the public internet. It’s private for a reason!"

She opened the library’s internal site. There were the historical photos. The land records. The rare books. Fast, safe, and as if she were sitting in the basement herself.

One day, the town’s library faced a terrible problem. The head librarian, Ms. Akant, was a brilliant but cautious woman. She had stored decades of local history—old photos, land records, and rare books—on a secure private server in the library’s basement. But the town council had just ordered all employees to work remotely for two weeks due to a bad storm.