monolithic wireless campaign Darkness cloaks the streets. A heavy fog has fallen over the Telcorp’s office tower. The elevator doors open to reveal a dark, cold room. The air feels heavy. Your senses are thrown. It takes a moment for your eyes to adjust. Stark pillars of light pour from the ceiling. Profit charts line the glass walls and high-tech, stock-like tickers show the numbers increasing at a continuous, rapid rate. In the distance, a man dressed in all black wheels a cart with wads of cash through the beams of light and disappears into the shadows. In the middle of the room sits a large high-end conference table. Three sinister business people sit on leather chairs around the table, plotting their next move against Canadians.