MINISODE - ENCRYPTED MEETING

On a computer monitor, four video feeds appeared on screen with names listed on the top left of each video feed. In each of the feeds, there were shadowy silhouettes.

Moleman was typing away as he spoke. "Connection established. Transmissions encrypted. Conversation secure. Greetings fellow agents. My apologies for the sudden summons, but there are several startling developments in need for discussion. The first of which is introducing our newest member of BLIND, you know him as Agent Darkbootie."

Darkbootie gave a nod. "Hello."

"Darkbootie is replacing Agent Snipehunter who has since relocated to the containment facility."

Whitesnake shook her head, "Poor girl, she really shouldn't have gotten too close to that no-face thing."

Moleman nodded. "Now then, we can get to developments on Subject: Agent Mothman."

Images of Dib appear on-screen.

Batflaps groaned, "Ugh, that jerk again?"

Darkbootie sighed, "Agent Batflaps, retain profession."

"I hate that moron! He keeps uploading VIDEO EVIDENCE ONLINE. Do you know how hard that is to discredit?"

Whitesnake shrugged. "Not hard at all?"

"Well...yeah, but still, it's just more work for me!"

Moleman tsked at the complainer, "PR is your job, Batflaps. The Swollen Eye Network administration is paying you more than enough for the trouble."

"Making that fake stuff is embarrassing though! My mom keeps asking when I'm going to get a real job."

"Moving on. Agent Darkbootie has informed me that Mothman has performed rogue actions such as keeping and later losing an artifact."

Whitesnake slammed her hands on her desk. "HE had an ARTIFACT?"

Darkbootie grunted, "It came to a surprise to me as well Agent Whitesnake. Doubly so as, from what I've been told, you were meant to monitor him."

Whitesnake collected herself and cleared her throat, "Yes, well, my one field agent in the area, Egghead, had been MIA until recently."

Moleman sighed deeply, "Your excuses are noted, but now isn't the time for ramification for your failures. There is a more pressing matter, one that should be our immediate attention."

"Yes. When he finally reported in, Egghead informed me of the appearance of a Demi-Devil within Mothman's immediate area."

Batflaps groaned, "Is Mothman just a magnet for headaches?"

Moleman shrugged. "That is something for the administration to consider as they evaluate his Agent status."

Darkbootie sighed in disappointment.

"Darkbootie, as the new commander of the BLIND containment team, you are in charge of confirming the Demi-Devil's existence, capturing them, and bringing them to the containment facility. The three C's. Understood?"

"Yes. Is the containment team on the way?"

"They should arrive in the area in a day's time. They will contact you when they do."

"Good."

"Anything else we gotta talk about?" Batflaps asked.

Moleman shook his head and started typing again. "No. Meeting adjourned."

With that, all of the video feeds closed on the screen.

Lisa had been watching the intercepted message. She took out an audio recorder to speak into. "Important notice, Lincoln may be in danger."

"What's a dark bootie? Like, some sort of dark colored boot?" Leni asked.

"Important notice two, I really need to get a new lock."