Chapter 2
"Ah...Artemis, How long has it been since we have last seen each other? Almost a year now, right?", Inquired the short man.
At this Artemis walked forward towards his guest and asks:
"Excuse me, I don't you've introduced yourself.", said Artemis.
"My name is Mu..." Said the visitor without finishing. "May I also add that he walked through security like if it was nothing." added Butler.
"Yes and that too shall be answered as well."
"Ok first of all, my name is Mulch. Several months ago you gave me a necklace that had a gold disc attached to it so that it could be brought back to you. In exchange, you got me out of Howler's Peak..which you'll remember after your memories come back. Oh, I almost forgot, I got in here by eating through the dirt. A tad bit dry I might add but it was loaded with minerals and."
"Mulch, may I please see the disc?" asked Artemis impatiently.
At this Mulch pulled out a very familiar looking necklace. It was mostly a leather cord until the part with the gold disc. Butler walked forward to collect the disc and handed it to his master.
"Thank you, Domovoi" said Artemis fully calmed down. "We must head to the Lab at once. If you wish to do so, you may follow us into my laboratory. We'll have a little chat there as well."
Once down countless of corridors and hall ways and up one flight of stairs, they finally reached their point of destination. The lab was filed with computers, which two years ago had numerous of websites up so that Artemis and Butler could receive the latest updates on Artemis Fowl I's disappearance.
"Have a seat hear, Mr." said Butler without the slightest bit of sarcasm.
"Diggums, but I prefer Mulch."
While the two were talking. Artemis discovered that the disc was painted over. Hmmm, thought Artemis as he popped in the now CD in to the hard drive. He was expecting numerous files but there was only one. It was titled "The People". And as soon as he opened it, a slide point started to play.
"What the.." Whispered Artemis. But before he could finish one of those immature phrases he could have thought of, he fainted.
"Ah...Artemis, How long has it been since we have last seen each other? Almost a year now, right?", Inquired the short man.
At this Artemis walked forward towards his guest and asks:
"Excuse me, I don't you've introduced yourself.", said Artemis.
"My name is Mu..." Said the visitor without finishing. "May I also add that he walked through security like if it was nothing." added Butler.
"Yes and that too shall be answered as well."
"Ok first of all, my name is Mulch. Several months ago you gave me a necklace that had a gold disc attached to it so that it could be brought back to you. In exchange, you got me out of Howler's Peak..which you'll remember after your memories come back. Oh, I almost forgot, I got in here by eating through the dirt. A tad bit dry I might add but it was loaded with minerals and."
"Mulch, may I please see the disc?" asked Artemis impatiently.
At this Mulch pulled out a very familiar looking necklace. It was mostly a leather cord until the part with the gold disc. Butler walked forward to collect the disc and handed it to his master.
"Thank you, Domovoi" said Artemis fully calmed down. "We must head to the Lab at once. If you wish to do so, you may follow us into my laboratory. We'll have a little chat there as well."
Once down countless of corridors and hall ways and up one flight of stairs, they finally reached their point of destination. The lab was filed with computers, which two years ago had numerous of websites up so that Artemis and Butler could receive the latest updates on Artemis Fowl I's disappearance.
"Have a seat hear, Mr." said Butler without the slightest bit of sarcasm.
"Diggums, but I prefer Mulch."
While the two were talking. Artemis discovered that the disc was painted over. Hmmm, thought Artemis as he popped in the now CD in to the hard drive. He was expecting numerous files but there was only one. It was titled "The People". And as soon as he opened it, a slide point started to play.
"What the.." Whispered Artemis. But before he could finish one of those immature phrases he could have thought of, he fainted.