Excerpt from Artemis Fowl's diary, disk 1 (encrypted)

I often wake up with a throbbing pain in my head at night whenever I dream about fairytale creatures namely fairies, sprites, and leprechauns. No that's not right it's LEPrecon. Strange what does LEP stand for? Something else to add to my ever growing list of quandaries. One of them starts with Butler. This morning as he returned from Limerick I called him into the study. "Domovoi! What have you found out?" I surprised myself. Something my third psychologist said was impossible before he was thrown into his padded cell. Butler's gray hairs turned grayer if that was possible. "Master Artemis what did you call me?" "Domovoi," I repeated trying to make some sense. "Who told you?" Butler inquired, puzzled, "Who told you my name was Domovoi?" And the plot thickens. After that scene, Butler filled me in on the tinted lenses or I-cams as we have decided to call them. "It's very high quality he told me," said the bodyguard, "My contact has never seen anything like it before. It's not of this decade he said." I have the feeling that someone is trying to pull the wool over my eyes. Someone or something. But I won't have it. No one has ever out-witted Artemis Fowl II and no one ever will. I will find out who's behind this.