Ghost Hacker                                                                         

Weird this contraption, they call a computer.  This poor old chap left his account on, that is what these strange young people call it, right?  Allow me to introduce myself, for I am Thomas Theodore Felicia Johnathan O'Reilly.  I was from Boston as a member of the Sons Of Liberty.  I died last year when I was shot by a British soldier.  December 19, 1773 I'll never forget that day last year.  This "house" (some house this is, last year the houses were as big as this years mansions) is full of something called "technology".  A lot of things can happen in a year.  

Look at all these so called "medications"!  We didn't have that last year!  I think I may have not died last year if there were these new-fangled things like Advil and Robitussin. Hey!  Where are all the British flags?  And look at the Americans!  I've never seen so many people of so many races in one place!  Strange, all these books with pictures and not that many words.  Who is this Spider-man?  Well, I am leaving to go to another person's house.  Say, what does it say at the bottom-right corner? 

Oh.