“I’m afraid I can’t make sense of the code,” said the tall, brunette female linguistics. “We need to bring in a hieroglyphologist,” she continued. “I can’t make sense of this. I think we are done here. We have everything we need to start research into the meaning of the symbols,” she said as she started to pack up her equipment. CIA Agent Baudelaire said, “Great, let’s pack up and head back to base to crack this code, It’s a matter of international security. “Shadow, you may keep your interactive satellite dish for now, but if this happens again, we may have to take it in for study.” “Ok, thank you, Agent Baudelaire. I certainly will contact you directly if anything else weird comes from my satellite dish.” The agents and the linguistics made their way to the front door. “Goodbye, Shadow,” said all the agents almost in unisons. “Goodbye, thank you for coming so quickly,” said Shadow. Just then in the bedroom, Phoebe realized she was alone. She heard voices coming from the family room “I need an iced tea,” thought Phoebe as she made her way to the front door to say goodbye to the visitors…