â€˜Make sure Foaly doesnâ€™t go crazy with that mind wiper,â€™ said the bodyguard. â€˜I donâ€™t want to wake up with four decades of nothing in my head.â€™
Artemis sighed. â€˜Very well.â€™
Artemis ran a hand across his dry lips.
â€˜OK. Iâ€™ll be down in five, as soon as Iâ€™ve had a talk with Foaly. And, Juliet, donâ€™t mark them.â€™
Artemis wasnâ€™t finished yet. There was one more good deed to be attended to. The success of this venture depended on Foaly being too busy watching the show to notice Artemis hacking into his system.
â€˜Iâ€™ve heard of something like this. We scientists theorize about it. An Eternity Code, itâ€™s called. The code has millions of possible permutations and, not only that, itâ€™s based on an unknown language. It seems as though this boy has created a language that is spoken only by him. We donâ€™t even know how it corresponds to English. A code like this is not even supposed to exist. If Fowl is dead, then Iâ€™m sorry to say, Mister Spiro, the C Cube died with him.â€™
Foaly consulted a screen.