She kicked down her door and burst through the corridors running to call the elevator. The lift started its chime again, "It's coming up, it's coming up," Noodle sighed. "Come on you blasted thing! Must you do that EVERY time?" "It's there!" "Oh, finally!" Noodle punched in the number and anxiously paced back and forth staring at the chicken scratch on paper trembling in her hand.
Ding!
She almost broke the elevator controls pushing the button to open the doors, heavily panted running towards the living room and to her relief; the guys were still there. "Guys! Russel, 2-D, Murdoc, look at this!" she frantically pointed to the paper. 2-D jumped in his seat getting popcorn all over the couch. "God! You're going to give me a heart attack someday with that voice of yours, woman!" Russel turned his head taking off his headphones. "Hey baby girl, what's wrong? Something happened?" Murdoc woke up from his hangover. "Bloody hell, what's with all the fucking racket!" "Shut up Murdoc! Noodle is trying to tell us what's wrong!" "Don't you tell me to shut up, dullard!" Noodle and Russel were discussing about the note while Murdoc and 2-D went on with their, uh, interesting… "Gentlemen's argument." (Emphasize "Gentlemen") Russel had the note in his hand scratching his head perplexed by the strange writing on it. "Hey Murdoc, 2-D, stop your fighting and get your asses over here before I have to hang you both on the coat hanger by your shirt collars!" Murdoc held his position pressing 2-D against the wall about to punch him in the face. "Murdoc-san, let go of 2-D. He has had enough of being your punching bag." Murdoc dropped 2-D on the ground and walked over to the two. "Let me see that bloody thing." Murdoc stared at it confused too. " What the hell is this supposed to mean?" 2-D limped over to them holding up his head with his hand. "'Ello, let me take a look at it." "Like you'd know, shit for brains." 2-D sat on the couch looking at it. " Noodle love, get me a mirror, please." Noodle ran to go get one. Russel sighed. " Hey 'D, not a time to groom yourself." "I'm not! I think I know what to do with this thing." " How the hell would you know? I don't even know what it says, and I'm SMARTER then you!" "Well it doesn't mean I'm not able to have a chance!"
The teen Jap came back with hand held mirror. "Here you go, 2-D-san. What's it for, anyway?" 2-D held the note in front of the mirror. " It's backwards cursive. It says, " Just a small greeting to you and your friends. Thanks for the portal opening. We appreciate it.
-Sincerely,
Zallirog.
Noodle was confused. "2-D-san, what do they mean by 'portal opening'"? He only shook his head. "That's what I was going to ask you." Murdoc kicked a beer can rolling on the ground. "What the fuck is Zallirog? Some group name?" Russel was still amazed at 2-D for solving something no one else could. " Hey 'D, how'd you know?" "Huh? Oh, well it was just a hunch. Say, Noodle, was there anything else strange?" "Well, on my desk there was something carved saying 'Eldoon.'" "Eldoon? Spell it out, love." "E-L-D-O-O-N." 2-D wrote it on the bottom of the note. "Eldoon, Eldoon… Oh, I see." "2-D-san, what does it mean?" "It's your name backwards. Eldoon, Noodle, get it?"