July 15th, 2033
They took her this morning. Now, according to the clock on the wall labeled "human time", it's seven thirty-five and she still hasn't come back. I'm starting to have a strange feeling about this place. No, I'm not starting to. I've been feeling this way since they brought us here. But I'm getting this weird tight feeling in my stomach. It's as if my insides have been tied up in a knot. I'm feeling as though Artemis isn't coming back.
I know, I know. I probably shouldn't think that way. I'm being an awful boyfriend. I should be in denial right now. My mind should be telling me, "she's not dead! She's not dead! She can't be dead. I'll die if she's dead." But it's not. It's telling me that she is dead and I'm never going to even see her body. God, I hate this whole damned situation.
But I wish someone, anyone, would come and get us! Just so I could know what's happened to Artemis. No matter what my mind tells me, I don't know for certain what's happened to her. I don't want this to turn into some Romeo and Juliet story. Not that it would. I doubt Artemis would commit suicide if I killed myself for her. Life goes on, you know?
My god, I'm supposed to be smart! Why else would my classmates label me nerd and brainiac? I have to find some way to get out of here. None of Artemis' ideas worked. I'm not actually that surprised. She was never one for thinking of genius escapes, if you know what I mean. She once tried to escape from the classroom after school when she got detention but the overweight, nearsighted, sixty-five year old school secretary caught her.
If only her father were here. From what Artemis has told me, Mr. Fowl specialized in genius escapes. She told me that her mother had told her how Mr. Fowl once escaped from the Spiro Needle, formerly one of the best secured buildings in the United States. Artemis herself had no idea what on earth the Spiro Needle was, but that's only because she never paid attention when the class read through the classroom history book. It's right in there in Live History! Volume 11: "Technology", special edition, section 3, chapter 7, on page 362. Don't ask me how I remember that.
Of course, the history book never even so much as mentioned Artemis Fowl II, so I'm guessing he is pretty darn good.
I don't think I should really worry. I'm sure it takes a month at least for them first to figure out where exactly we are (even I'm not so sure about that part), and devise a plan to get us out without anyone getting hurt. But I am worried. I can't help it. God, where is Artemis?
