Ich habe heute das erste Mal eine Mail erhalten, die einen mir nicht ersehbaren Zweck erfüllt. Insgesamt sind es drei Mails, jeweils von irgendeinem dämlichen Account auf Sparkasse.de, wobei beim öffnen aller 3 Mails als HTML-Mail jeweils eine Datei cedric.gif zu sehen ist, die darüber informiert, das die Sparkasse ein Softwareupdate durchführt und gebeten wird auf einen Link zu klicken, um die Bankdaten zu aktualisieren. Billig schonmal, das die ganze, als HTML getarnte Mail eben aus einem GIF besteht.
Lustig finde ich, das in jeder dieser 3 Mails beim betrachten als Text eine merkwürdige Story zum Vorschein kommt, die, in der Reihenfolge der 3 Mails folgende Worte enthält:
Mail 1 um 09.08 Uhr mit dem Betreff: "obligatorisch zu lesen -Fri, 04 Aug 2006 19:41:33 -0800"
"Almost as clever as Satan himself, it seemed. cdc centaur Then the shooting would start.
She rolled him over to the window so the sun fell on him for the first time in weeks, and it seemed to him he could feel his pasty-white skin,
dotted here and there with minor bedsores, murmur its pleasure and thanks. If I don't, what you or I want won't matter. It brought
back the memory of her sour breath (! Had she escaped, with the help of Ian and Geoffrey? But no farther down Annie's Memory Lane, if you
please. The reason she had to bring him the bedpan so infrequently was not only because he was on a diet consisting entirely of liquids and
gelatines (earlier, when he was in the cloud, she had fed him intravenously), but also because Novril had a tendency to cause constipation in
patients taking it. Eddie Desmond had lived in New York City all his life, but he had been to the Bronx Zoo, and Christ, there were
picture-books weren't there? butchery"
Mail 2 um 18.10 Uhr mit folgendem Betreff: "Sparkasse: Softwareupdate -Sat, 05 Aug 2006 01:22:35 -0800"
"For later. brussels clarence Has she been buried alive?
The same thing that had gotten Ernie had gotten "Queenie»seemed like that long-illness shit was going around. Hezekiah, he be comin»out
secon»one. Ever since the third book, he had hated her. Just you dare! Another was running a tripwire across the stairway. Geoffrey
had been sitting by Ian, who was remembering in a broken, scarcely coherent way how he and Ian had rescued Misery from the palace dungeons of the
mad French viscount Leroux, how they had escaped in a wagonload of hay, and how Misery distracted one of the viscounts guards at a critics moment
by slipping one gorgeously unclad leg out of the hay and waving it delicately. "She drained her second Pepsi and held the empty plastic bottle
between her and him. boulevard"
Mail 3 um 22.42 Uhr mit folgendem Betreff: "amtlicher Bescheid"
"""Not at all,»Annie said. demolition academe I said, "Dear God, Paul Sheldon may be dead when I get back.
I'll finish, and then I'll fill in the letters, and then I'll smoke it until I feel like I'm going to fall down unconscious, and then I'll butt
it. When they see that, they yell and cry and turn into a bunch of real brats! David said something. He had heard the same thing time and time
again. I understand all your questions. He turned the pages faster and faster, his horror mounting, and the two thoughts which kept repeating
were Why in God's name didn't they tip faster? Followed by a child of three who had fallen down a well, sustained grievous head injuries, and
been brought to Riverview in a coma. actinolite"
Sind übliche Phisingmails nciht etwas professioneller und nicht so verspielt aufgebaut? Da waren doch wieder irendwelche Scriptkiddies am Werk,oder?
Ist meine einzige Erklärung, ich kann mir nicht vorstellen, das mir die Illuminaten versteckte Botschaften schicken wollen.
Seltsam,seltsam...
