The Jarvis Resurrection

Beauty in the Beheld

• Word of the day - PRECONSCIOUS MEMORIES
• PAC reminds us all there is still much to be done but our work so far as been good.
• The Jarvis videos are reposted in the corkboard (did we miss something on them?).
• A new movie of the investigation of PAC shows up once again with the presence of Klue.
• Second part of the viator document is posted

WotD

PRECONSCIOUS MEMORIES
Unconscious memories that can be retrieved into consciousness when necessary.

TotD

2013-01-01

We now enter the third month of this investigation. I want to thank all fellow investigators: Our work together has helped to uncover a conspiracy that spans the entire planet, and we've only just begun to scratch the surface.

I wish you all a safe and happy 2013… there is much more ahead of us.

-PAC

The Niantic Investigation part 7 - Klue - The Jarvis Resurrection

Video

Viator 2

Original Link

Hidden Info

The word einstein has diferent colors on the E

Checking the Hex values we get - 697672 656969 697176 736969 7a0000
Translating to ASCII we get ivreiiiqvsiiz
Using the roman numbers and using the word einstein we get the passcode - 4re3einsteinq5s2z

Hidden Info 2

On the same page this can be found after messing with the levels

242 121 | 233 217 217 | 233 241 241 | 242 121 | 122 218 | 233 241 186 | 122 218 | 233 233 121 | 233 241 242 | 122 122 | 233 233 122 | 242 121 | 233 233 242 | 242 121 | 233 233 234

Using a logic of the format of numbers and letters in ASCII we can replace the numbers like this
(This table might help to understand http://www.asciitable.com/)

121 = 4
122 = 9
186 = 8
217 = 2
218 = 7
233 = 1
234 = 6
241 = 0
242 = 5

Then converting from decimal to ASCII we get the passcode - 6zd6alaricw6s6t

Hidden Info 3

On the top right corner you can see LENLETEZEAAOX N(04) N(01) N(02)

Adding the numbers we obtain 7. The clue to do a Caesar of -7 to obtain

EXGEXMXSXTTHQ
replacing the letters for number like this
E = Eight
SX = Six
TH = Three
We get the passcode - 8xg8xmx6t3q

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Plagiarized by Reality

• Word of the day - TACHYON
• We are introduced to a new character Felicia Hajra-Lee an author of a book called “An Exotic Matter” that is being plagiarized by reality?
• Third part of the viator document is posted
• A new format of passcode is introduced

WotD

TACHYON
TACHYONIC PARTICLE
A hypothetical particle that always travels faster than light. The word comes from the Greek tachys, meaning rapid, quick, fast or swift.

Hidden Info

7sr2rwetatm5xf8 is hidden in the source. doing a quick anagram and reversing it you can obtain 8xf5matterw2r7s just replace the word matter for exotic and we obtain a new passcode - 8xf5exoticw2r7s

TotD

2013-01-02

Received another page from the conversation between Hank Johnson and ADA, but more interestingly, an author contacted me about some odd similarities between a novel she (allegedly) wrote back in 2009, and the events from last month's investigation.

As usual, my default attitude is one of skepticism, but I'll never let that prevent me from examining the evidence.

-PAC

An Exotic Matter 1
Original File

Hidden Info

The word Zagreb is a passcode

Transcript

Intro Letter

Felicia Hajra_lee

Dear Mr. Chapeau (yes, I know that's not your real name),

If you want to find out what's going on with Devra Bogdanovich, read this. It's the first chapter of my novel, An Exotic Matter. This novel, and I have proof, was set to be published in 2009, but my publisher went under. It's been tied up in their bankruptcy ever since. It's very upsetting. I've got half a mind to put it out digitally. The contract doesn't say anything about that.

The other thing that upsets me is that I'm the first writer I know of who's been plagiarized by reality. That is, if indeed these stories about Devra Bogdanovich are real. I can't tell. I think maybe somebody found ‘An Exotic Matter’ and is stealing it from me.

I'm sending the first chapter to you for free. If your investigators want to see the rest of it, they've got to pay. There's a lot of stuff in there that might be of value to your fans.

I'm enclosing the galley proof from my publisher. There's more where this came from, but not for free. And if somebody’s ripping me off, I'm going to find out who it is.

N Sincerely,

Felicia Hajra-Lee

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Zurich to Zagreb

Something was very wrong. But Devra wasn’t sure what that something might be, because the escape from CERN had gone perfectly.

The calamity happened just the way they were afraid it would. Or maybe the way Devra had secretly hoped it would. The sirens. Security personnel running everywhere. Distraction and chaos.

Then, the escape. A motorcycle race through the city. The crossing gate. Getting on board. Separating from Jarvis.

Now, Dr. Devra Bogdanovich was alone. Almost.

She stared out the window of the passenger car. The foreground was a blur of lights, signs, poles, passing cars, and towns. The mountains were somewhere in the darkness, stately and fixed. Devra was looking for reassurance in a chaotic and increasingly dangerous universe, but instead, her eyes caught

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glimpses of the barely visible European countryside.

Everything had gone perfectly, Devra thought. Yet something was wrong. Maybe it was the perfection. The Swiss

precision of it all. A complete lack of friction. As a scientist, Devra knew that perfection was an intellectual concept: it didn’t exist in the real world. But she'd just witnessed it. Lived it. And it wasn’t sitting well with her.

She closed her eyes. Thoughts and memories crashed together in a swirl of motion that mirrored the rhythmic clanking of the tracks and streaking lights racing past. Each second Devra was more distant from the flawless escape, and closer to an uncertain future.

Jarvis was at least fifty kilometers away by now. Devra had explained that this was part of the plan, but the look on Jarvis’ face told her that he didn’t know. He expected them to stay together. She remembered him as she stepped away. Jarvis, hiding his anger and sense of betrayal and failing miserably at both. She would make it up to him. Besides, they would look for the two of them traveling together. Alone was better.

Well, Devra wasn’t traveling totally alone. She had a guardian angel. A non-corporeal spirit that haunted every possible piece of equipment and technology that she had and would come in contact with as she ran. It was ADA. A Detection Algorithm. An artificial intelligence of vast, limitless capabilities and unknowable intentions.

ADA had choreographed their escape from Niantic. But what had she choreographed that Devra hadn’t seen? Were there operatives on the train with her? The businessman who either wasn't enjoying his novel or was just pretending to read it. What about that couple? Young. Hip. The guy had been eyeing her. She’d flattered herself into thinking it was because

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she was attractive. And what about the girl? Devra had caught her looking.

She knew she could literally drive herself crazy projecting the possibilities. If ADA had some sinister plan… IfADA was even capable of hatching sinister plans… She wasn’t going to figure it out now. She closed her eyes, uneasily. It didn’t stop the data flood. This didn’t surprise Devra. She’d been

overloaded with XM just like the rest of them only a few hours ago.

Devra was the scientific lead on the Niantic Project, which comprised a team of investigators to detennine the “Threats and Opportunities Inherent in Exotic Matter”, “XM” for short, for the National Intelligence Agency, a.k.a. the “NIA”. It was an open ended think tank populated by both scientists and sensitives“ - people who were receptive to the influence of exotic matter. Jarvis, the famous sculptor. Enoch, the musician. A symbologist - Carrie. Misty, the magician/psychic who claimed to have no gifts beyond being a sensitive. A theological physicist/conman named Stein. And a select group of physicists of various different types. Scientists like herself. It was an odd group. Reminded her of the old Donovan song Atlantis”

Knowing her fate, Atlantis sent out ships to all corners of the Earth. On board were the Twelve: The poet, the physician, the farmer, the scientist, The magician and the other so-called Gods of our legends. Though Gods they were And as the elders of our time choose to remain blind

Viator 3

Original Link

Hidden Info

On the top right corner we have 767061766971696976 N(76) N(69) N(7a)
This is Hex for 76706176697169697676697a
Translated to ASCII we get vpaviqiivviz
Using the roman numbers we get 5pa6 q2v6z
For the middle word just look at the left edges of the doc and you see this
That can be translated from Morse to space and time respectively
Thus the new passcode is - 5pa6spacetimeq2v6z

Hidden Info2

In the word NIANTIC on the top there are some colored pixels
Gettting their Hex value and converting it to ASCII and then applying a ROT 3 we obtain - p8q9x4by3
Reverse it and apply the word niantic in the middle for the passcode 3yb4nianticx9q8p

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This Thrum was different#

• Word of the day - DEJA VU
• In the TotD PAC wonders about how real the novel is
• Part 2 of An Exotic Matter is posted and we can see a bit more into Devra's thoughts

Jinns and Monsters

• Word of the day - ARTIFACT

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WotD

ARTIFACT
Any object that has been made, modified, or used by people.

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TotD

2013-01-04

The details of the so-called 'Afghanistan Anomaly' begin to emerge, a place filled with jinns and hidden monsters.

-PAC

Hidden Data

gsycqxelue
evaanveiti
innrnfdeoq
Can be found in the source code. if breaken into groups of five we get these
gsycq
xelue
evaan
veiti
innrn
fdeoq

If you then read from the bottom left upwards and then down the next column and down the next and so on you get
fivexgsevendenialycuatroqnineq that will give us the passcode - 5xg7denialy4q9q

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How to disappear

• Word of the day - SATISFACTION OF SEARCH (a hint that something was missed?)
• 3rd part of An Exotic Matter is posted. This time we are introduced to David and Mika (could these be the BeBerkely students mentioned by PAC before ? )

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WotD

SATISFACTION OF SEARCH
A term from the field of radiology.

The phenomenon wherein the discovery of an interesting or anomalous fact prevents the observer from noticing the remaining important details of a system due to a false sense of completion.

Hidden Info

N{f22845eada6b7a70205581f9edbe1b} can be found in source
reversing the f22845eada6b7a70205581f9edbe1b you get b1ebde9f18550207a7b6adae54822f.
Translating from Hex to base64 you get sevenxhVAgentq2uVIIv
This can be translated to a new passcode - 7xh5agentq2u7v

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TotD

2013-01-05

Today, more pages from the Hajra-Lee novel

In them, Devra Bogdanovich confronts the challenge of becoming an anonymous face in the crowd.

-PAC

Hidden Data

In text in very small letters you can find lxgkzeghlstjrcierrf
If you atbash it you get octpavtsohgqixrviiu
reverse the middle word and turn the letters into numbers and you get the passcode - 8pa5ghostq9r7u

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An Exotic Matter 3 Original File

Transcript

focus on the moon out the window, but even it was distorted to her eyes. Perhaps this was some residual effect of the XM. How much had she been exposed to, she wondered. More than was safe, she assumed. But not enough to be lethal. But that

was the question. Was XM ever lethal?

She advised caution, but Lynton-Wolfe and even Calvin had ignored her. Or, at best, humored her. Now she would fight them. She would build a team to counter Niantic’s research.

The thought of this filled Devra with equal doses of excitement and dread. The NIA would be coming after her. Even they knew that something was very wrong. Her.

No, the moon, Devra thought. That is what’s wrong. She looked again. It shimmered in the night so low in the sky that it seem ed below the windows of train. Devra realized that wasn’t possible. She was seeing a reflection. The train was moving by a large body of water. A lake. She could make out boats moored at docks alongside it. Then a large building. A sign that read “See Hotel Kais…”

A loud bump jolted Devra’s attention back into the train car. Ahead, the young couple she’d noticed earlier struggled with a large duffel bag. Hikers, or college students seeing Europe while they could, she imagined. No threat. Maybe even Americans like herself But she wasn’t sure. That gift was reserved for Europeans. Spotting Americans came second nature to them.

Having traveled the world, Devra was struck by how often people would recognize her as not only being from the States, but even from California, before she even opened her mouth. Something about the way she looked. Her attitude… Her bearing as her father used to tell her. The way she moved and

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carried herself. A swagger, she was once told. The tilt of her head. The movement of her eyes. Her clothing. Something besides her accent had given her away many times in the past.

She kind of liked it. But then again, she had never been hunted before. She would have to learn to vanish in a crowd. Not easy for a tall, blonde, attractive woman. But she'd have to

learn. She’d heard a story one about how Marilyn Monroe could walk down the streets of Manhattan unnoticed and then turn it on with a giggle and a wave of her hair. Devra had to learn the opposite. Tonight, she was going to be just another Swiss businesswoman - or maybe a housewife - on her way to a business meeting or a relative's funeral.

Devra set out to create a plausible fiction of who she was now. Choose a story. Fill in the details. She grabbed her smartphone to capture the ideas and edit them into a narrative. Better than trying to make out shapes in the night. And certainly a mind that had imagined into the farthest reaches of human knowledge, and had explored theoretical abstracts of time and space itself, could create a plausible reason for being on a train in the middle of the night. Just in case someone should ask. Which Devra was sure they wouldn’t. No one would ask her anything.

“Business or pleasure?” a voice asked.

Sorry?” Devra replied.

“Pleasure for me, obviously. And her. That’s Mika. I’m David.”

He smiled from the aisle next to her seat. Mika waved from further down as she nudged the rest of the duffel bag onto the seat. Devra made a mental note to improve her situational awareness. David had moved right next to her, and she hadn’t noticed.

Hidden Info

There are 2 passcode hints in this text
rorschach - the train stop
kaiserstrand - The Hotel Devra sees http://www.seehotel-kaiserstrand.com/

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The Many Effects of Xm

• Word of the day - CLANDESTINE SERVICE
• 4th part of An Exotic Matter is posted were we follow Devra trip a bit farther

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WotD

CLANDESTINE SERVICE
The arm of the CIA responsible for espionage operations that utilize human assets.

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TotD

2013-01-06

Devra Bogdanovich meets a few fellow Americans on the train, for better or worse…

-PAC

Hidden Data

In the source at line 340 we see
a71484a5
1354d646
c65375a5
e6a4e6e4
6325a646

reverse all this and you get a hex string. Convert it to ASCII and you get this - djR6NnJnZW5ldmE1ZHAz
Decode that from base64 and you get v4z6rgeneva5dp3
Just reverse the edges and you obtain a new passcode - 3pd5genevar6z4v

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An Exotic Matter 4
Original File

Hidden Info

In the thumbnail of the document
Original file

There are several dots and lines. After a bit of arranging (it involves some reversing of some lines) you can obtain this image

Just reverse it and replace calvin with ezekiel and you get another passcode - 4zc7ezekielw5u5q

Hidden Info 2

the text refers a club called the Night Gallery - That is a new passcode - Nachtgalerie
A club in Germany (Munich) http://www.nachtgalerie.de

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The Hidden Factor

• Word of the day -
• An Exotic Matter - part 5 is posted

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WotD

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TotD

2013-01-07

'Let us say that Exotic Matter has been the hidden factor in human history.'

A bold statement from Hank Johnson. I've yet to see the evidence, but it is a massive and far-reaching idea to contemplate.

-PAC

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Part 5 Original File

Transcript

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in life. What comes for everybody, eventually. The problems of adulthood. Devra envied them. Could she have that back? Ever. Why does it really end? She repressed the urge to jump off the train and see if the Night Gallery lived up to the billing David was trying to sell.

Oh that’s right. I have a world to save,” she thought to herself. She was almost giddy. It was the non-violent version of what Dashiell Hammet referred to as ‘blood simple.’ That moment where thrill and fear disabled brain function. Where life is so terrifying that it becomes comedy.

With the subtlest of jerks, the train was once again in motion. The gentle rocking was comforting. She knew the crash was coming. You can’t have that much adrenaline without a crash. It was pure physiology or body chemistry to be precise. The barely audible sound of the train pulling itself through the European countryside at night reminded her that there was an app of ambient audio which was the very sound

she was fighting to ignore. The sound of rest. Sleep.

Devra smiled and closed her eyes. There would be many others she would need to open in the next few weeks if she had any hope of success. But for now, she closed her eyes. And kept them closed.

Hours later, Devra was returning back to the station with a cup of coffee.

“Always with the horses,” she thought to herself as she passed a statute of a military poet. Ahead, she could see the two-story yellow building that was the station. Numbers in blue circles were aligned across its front. A single clock tower jutted out of the center. She looked at the time and compared it to her smartphone. On schedule.

She flashed the phone again to the conductor as she

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reboarded the train. Devra marveled at how quickly this part of the world had become comfortable with its new reality. From Soviet rule to Western chaos. The human animal was remarkably adaptable. Once it got over the shock of change, it learned to cope. To accept. And then to modify its code as needed until it could thrive. A micro-scaled version of cosmic reality.

As soon as Devra began to walk down the center aisle of the train car, she caught sight of David and Mika. They were focused on each other but it was clear to her that it would be impossible to pass them without acknowledging their presence. She steadied herself.

“Night Gallery wasn’t all it was cracked up to be, huh?” Devra said flatly.

“Closed. Who knew?”

“Not you, obviously.”

“Obviously,” David smiled back. He didn’t get the American accent right with that one. He was tired. Frustrated.

For a reason she couldn’t quite comprehend herself, she gently kicked the duffle bag on the floor by David’s feet. He reacted with a start as her shoe made contact with something hard.

“You travel light,” she said sarcastically. Suddenly, Mika’s face hardened. David tried his best to hide it, but Devra could tell he was raging inside.

“I’m a…” David mumbled.

“Photographer?” Devra asked.

Sure. Why not?” he replied.

“Or maybe a programmer?”

“Okay. Whatever you want.” David forced a smile.

Devra stared hard at him. He wasn’t cocky now. He was off

Hidden Info

There is a reference to a statue in the stop that Devra makes. That statue is the Rudolf Maister in Ljubljana. This gives us a new passcode rudolfmaister

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A World to Save

• Word of the day -
• An Exotic Matter part 6 is posted and we discover a bit more about Mika and David

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WotD

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TotD

2013-01-08

In these pages, Dr. Bogdanovich begins to uncover more details about David and Mika, the mysterious couple who seem to have a secret

-PAC

Hidden Data

In the source you can find vzsz1zzs4vsvo1ovo7g7v6vsg7vg1ovogg7vo1ovo4v6s6g71z1s1
If you map it like this v→11, z→2, s→5, o→0, g→9
you get - 1125212254115110101107971161159711910110997110101104116569712151

Which is decimal values - 112 52 122 54 115 110 101 107 97 116 115 97 119 101 109 97 110 101 104 116 56 97 121 51

Converting to ascii - p4z6snekatsawemaneht8ay3

then reversing it - 3ya8thenamewastakens6z4p

Using the chatlog pandora as a hint we get a new passcode 3ya8pandoras6z4p

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An Exotic Matter 6 Original File

Transcript

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balance. He was wondering at some level whether he had gone from predator to prey. Off balance was where she wanted him. She turned her attention to Mika.

“I want you to stay away from me, David. You and Mika both. I know that bag is filled with stolen gear - phones and computers and tablets that you’ve been taking from passengers. I know that you think you can charm your way into the confidence of people traveling solo. I can imagine that Mika here has no problem with the men, and you handle the marks like me. Do I look like a mark to you?”

“A ripe one,” Mika replied, forcing a smile through her clenched teeth.

“And am I acting like one?” Devra said, her eyes locked right back on Mika.

“No,” David said.

“When you met me, you told me you were traveling for pleasure. I told you I was on business. You do not want to know what my business is…” Devra said slowly.

Mika and David both reacted as if they had just looked into the face a demon. Whatever power the XM was giving her, Devra realized it included the ability to intimidate. Or was it a new ability? Certainly she’d had it before. She didn’t get to her position at Stanford or on Niantic without it. But now, she had a sense of mastery. A sense of total understanding.

And with that, Devra stepped away, barely able to maintain her composure. She wanted to scream out loud, not from fear, but from triumph. The XM was affecting her in ways she had never anticipated. She had accused the two thieves because in a flash she had seen their every action as if she had been there herself. A two-hour movie in the blink of an eye, and yet she could remember every detail. Every theft. Every con they had

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run on every victim.

Devra found a seat near the back of the passenger car and hunkered down as the doors closed with a pneumatic whoosh. The train pulled out of the station. Across the aisle, a single middle-aged man surfed the internet on a tablet. Devra turned to him, pointing toward Mika.

“She doesn’t want you. She wants your stuff,” Devra said.

“So, a woman then?” The man smiled back to her. Devra laughed. The first laugh in as long as she could remember.

She laughed longer than she should have. A laughter that seemed to release all of the pent up energy and fear and anxiety and stress and confusion and doubt within her. Devra took a breath, picked up her phone and dialed. The ringing seemed to go on forever, until finally, a voice on the other end of the line. Devra hesitated for only a moment.

“Hello. It’s Devra. Yes. Really. I’m fine. Thanks. You?

Good, good. Look, I’m coming into town. I know. It has been too long. Well, I’m making up for that now. Literally. Yes. In about two hours. Only if it wouldn’t be an inconvenience. I can take a cab. Or the metro. They still have those lovely blue trains? Really? You’re sure? Okay, yes. I can find it. The statue out front. Dalmatians, yes. I’ m sure it’ s not that ridiculous. Oh, is it? Okay. I will see you there. Thanks, you have saved my life. Again. Now I might be able to save yours. What? Yes. I will tell all when I see you. Bye.”

Devra touched the screen to hang up the call as a text message suddenly came through.

Stick to the plan and I will keep you safe.”

There was no point in trying to respond. It wouldn’t change anything. Instead, she dropped lower into her seat. She would be there in a few hours.

The conversation on the phone seems to refer to this place in Zagreb. (more info on the monument here)

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From Predator to Prey

• Word of the day - Fluid Intelligence
• An Exotic Matter part 6 is posted

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WotD

FLUID INTELLIGENCE

An aspect of intelligence that involves the ability to solve problems and see complex relationships and patterns.

Hidden Info

In the source you can find
UOgvacettfvRrseiHy
ioerZiRistzuvrEipp
TOireiilHfiUsVrurh

Using the tip of letter-spacing:23px we can d a skip of 23 getting this - UiiiitvhZfeOeurrHsTczuelrpatroiRpvsViivigisyefEORUHrtr

Follow this by a railfence encryption of 2 rails and 3 offset and you get - iithfOursculptoRvViiiyfOUrrUiivZeerHTzeraripsivgseERHt

From this we can get 2 passcodes - 2th4jarvisv8y4r (jarvis is a sculptor ) and after reversing the second bit and translating inspirare to inspire we get - 3sg5inspirez3z7u

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TotD

2013-01-09

Dr. Bogdanovich confronts David and Mika, and reaches out to an old friend.

-PAC

Hidden Data

In the source you can find
gsrrse
enuhnt
cteiha
fiyeer
tnrnog

Using the hint of color #346251 you can do a columnar transposition obtaining
nineyg
threes
canner
tfourr
eights

replace the numbers and the word scanner for ingress you get the new passcode - 9yg3ingresst4r8s

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An Exotic Matter 6 Original File

Transcript

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balance. He was wondering at some level whether he had gone from predator to prey. Off balance was where she wanted him. She turned her attention to Mika.

“I want you to stay away from me, David. You and Mika both. I know that bag is filled with stolen gear - phones and computers and tablets that you’ve been taking from passengers. I know that you think you can charm your way into the confidence of people traveling solo. I can imagine that Mika here has no problem with the men, and you handle the marks like me. Do I look like a mark to you?”

“A ripe one,” Mika replied, forcing a smile through her clenched teeth.

“And am I acting like one?” Devra said, her eyes locked right back on Mika.

“No,” David said.

“When you met me, you told me you were traveling for pleasure. I told you I was on business. You do not want to know what my business is…” Devra said slowly.

Mika and David both reacted as if they had just looked into the face a demon. Whatever power the XM was giving her, Devra realized it included the ability to intimidate. Or was it a new ability? Certainly she’d had it before. She didn’t get to her position at Stanford or on Niantic without it. But now, she had a sense of mastery. A sense of total understanding.

And with that, Devra stepped away, barely able to maintain her composure. She wanted to scream out loud, not from fear, but from triumph. The XM was affecting her in ways she had never anticipated. She had accused the two thieves because in a flash she had seen their every action as if she had been there herself. A two-hour movie in the blink of an eye, and yet she could remember every detail. Every theft. Every con they had

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run on every victim.

Devra found a seat near the back of the passenger car and hunkered down as the doors closed with a pneumatic whoosh. The train pulled out of the station. Across the aisle, a single middle-aged man surfed the internet on a tablet. Devra turned to him, pointing toward Mika.

“She doesn’t want you. She wants your stuff,” Devra said.

“So, a woman then?” The man smiled back to her. Devra laughed. The first laugh in as long as she could remember.

She laughed longer than she should have. A laughter that seemed to release all of the pent up energy and fear and anxiety and stress and confusion and doubt within her. Devra took a breath, picked up her phone and dialed. The ringing seemed to go on forever, until finally, a voice on the other end of the line. Devra hesitated for only a moment.

“Hello. It’s Devra. Yes. Really. I’m fine. Thanks. You?

Good, good. Look, I’m coming into town. I know. It has been too long. Well, I’m making up for that now. Literally. Yes. In about two hours. Only if it wouldn’t be an inconvenience. I can take a cab. Or the metro. They still have those lovely blue trains? Really? You’re sure? Okay, yes. I can find it. The statue out front. Dalmatians, yes. I’ m sure it’ s not that ridiculous. Oh, is it? Okay. I will see you there. Thanks, you have saved my life. Again. Now I might be able to save yours. What? Yes. I will tell all when I see you. Bye.”

Devra touched the screen to hang up the call as a text message suddenly came through.

Stick to the plan and I will keep you safe.”

There was no point in trying to respond. It wouldn’t change anything. Instead, she dropped lower into her seat. She would be there in a few hours.

The conversation on the phone seems to refer to this place in Zagreb. (more info on the monument here)

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Farewell Guardian Angel

• Word of the day - wizards
• An Exotic Matter part 7 is posted

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WotD

WIZARDS

An ad hoc collection of leading American scientists, researchers, and other technical experts assembled when necessary by the Office of Technical Services to consult on a unique or unexpected problem.

Hidden Info

This can be found in the source code
gbedfjg.
bcegegec.
effhbdd.
nm.
ohcdie.
kbcefekbc.
dfe.
ojce.
fek.
jjdfggbjd.
g

So far it is still unsolved

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TotD

2013-01-10

The first chapter of the novel, 'An Exotic Matter,' sent to me earlier this month by someone named Felicia Hajra-Lee has come to a close, and with it, Dr. Bogdanovich reaches Zagreb.3xw7au94xprm54ya6zt2

Is the story we have been told fact? Was Devra truly unaware of what waited for Jarvis in Zurich as the pages express?

Felicia told me there was more to the book. I'll be following up with her to see if I can get my hands on it.

In the meantime, all we can do is see if any corroborating evidence can be found.

-PAC

Hidden Data

In the source you can find 3xw7au94xprm54ya6zt2
Skip every other letter and you get 3wa9xr5y6t and x7u4pm4az2
reverse the second one and replace the letter x and m for exotic and matter and you get the 2 passcodes - 2za4matterp4u7x and 3wa9exoticr5y6t

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An Exotic Matter 7 Original File

Transcript

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Blink. She could feel the brakes slowing the train. Had she dozed off‘? No, she was sure of it. Yet the train was arriving at her destination. She could hear the announcement. Another two-hour movie instantly experienced.

Devra shook her head.

“We’re here already?” she said to the man across the aisle.

“Time flies,” he replied.

“Except when it stands still,” Devra said.

“At least we made it out of Zurich alive…” the man replied.

“What do you mean?”

“The murders. At the Zurich HB. You didn’t hear?”

“What? When?” Devra tried to hide her reaction. The panic started to build back up inside her.

“Last night. They are treating it as a possible hoax. Or stunt,” he said as he passed Devra his tablet.

She looked at the story on the screen. There was a picture of Jarvis laying by the Escher statue. And the body of a woman sprawled next to him. Devra took a deep breath and prayed her reaction was controlled. She steeled her eyes.

“Thank you,” Devra replied as she handed the man back his tablet and got to her feet.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed again. She read the text message on her screen. “Devra. Stick to the plan. Your meeting place is set.”

Buzz. “I will keep you safe.”

Devra could not get the image of Jarvis out of her mind. They had killed him. And killed a woman with him. Her build. Her hair color.

“I will keep you safe.”

That was supposed to be her. The woman. They killed her, but Devra realized she was the target. Her guardian angel had\

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saved her again. Buzz.

“I will keep…”

And only the angel would know.

Devra turned off the phone with a start as the blood drained from her face. She quickly composed herself and moved forward with the other passengers, toward David and Mika who were making their way to the exit doors.

Devra shoved her way past them, pushing Mika aside and trying to her best to not break into a full run, even though her

legs so desperately wanted to.

The doors barely opened when Devra practically leapt onto the train platform and quickly made her way into the crowd.

Devra didn’t stop to look back at David and Mika’s reaction and to see whether she was being followed. She thought to herself as she walked that the old Devra would have turned back. That her curiosity would have gotten the best of her. And that is how the cat got killed, she remembered. So she kept her eyes focused ahead.

They didn’t know. They hadn’t seen it happen.

Mika was so busy being territorial she didn’t notice Devra drop the phone into the pocket of her duffle bag of goods as Devra had brushed her aside. One more stolen piece of tech that David and Mika would eventually pawn.

But for now, though they couldn’t know it, the angel would travel with them.

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Containment, Dr. Calvin

• Word of the day - shamanism
• Restless mail is posted
• Access Dive posted

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WotD

ALGORITHM
A step-by-step process that provides correct answers to a particular type of problem.

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TotD

2013-01-11

After many days of radio silence, it seems the channel into the going-ons inside the Niantic Project has re-opened.

It seems likely that following the Jarvis event at Cupid Span, security would have been significantly heightened.

When everyone is on edge, laying low is good survival strategy.

-PAC

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