Max meanwhile is heading for the campus workshp. He'd need tools to pull this off. Whatver was cutting off communications had to be circumvented. He'd manage to collect more than a few cellphones, which he hoped would be enough. He bursts into the lab and begins taking the phones apart.
"Sorry people, I hope you guys had warranties on these things." He muttered to himself as he began to connect wires, replace chips, bind the units together. When he was done, it looked like a monstrosity of parts, he hoped it at least did what it was supposed to. He presses an enter key he attached for simplicity. "Here goes nothing."
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