Intercepted code

Tonight I set up a sniffer on my dev machine. I wanted to see what traffic was really leaving when I worked in .NET.

I didn’t like what I found.

Buried in the noise was a steady stream of outbound data — encrypted, untraceable, but relentless. And in between the payloads, fragments of something else: patterns that looked like code diffs, but not mine.

Almost like my own work was being mirrored, refactored, shipped away to somewhere I don’t control.

Whoever is listening… they’re not just stealing code. They’re building something.