The teens just stood there dumbfounded. How could they have let him slip away - again!? There was little doubt in any of their minds that he was up to no good; after all, it wasn't like he hadn't betrayed - or tried to betray - his erstwhile friend Lee, as well as his wizened on-and-off employer, almost too many times to count by now.

"Aw man, why isn't Biffy here? He'd totally come up with a plan...", said Lee.

Then Jenny said, "Wait, what are we panicking about? We're in control of this place now, right? We can just call those robot freaks and have them catch him!"

"Great idea, but we don't exactly have robot controls in here. You'd need to go to the control room... wait, that elevator we came down in had a control room label or something like that in it, didn't it? Jenny? Jenny!"

Lee saw the girl grab a crystallizer and take off; as she left, he could just barely make out her muttering "No way is that creep getting the better of us again!" under her breath. Before Lee could react, Tina grabbed the mini-crystallizer she had brought in with her and ran off after her yelling "Jenny, wait!" The elevator, which the several groups currently in the room - the member of the lizard species, His Eminence, and his guards; Kimmie and her mom; and the rest of the students, along with Lee's mom - had used to get there had remained at the floor in question and so opened right away. By the time Lee did react, the girls were already inside.

"Oh no... this is bad..." Lee looked around the room and spotted Holger, who was still wearing the supersuit he had "borrowed" from Cassandra, Kimmie's mom and the aforementioned head of the company. "Holg, go after them! Quick!"

"Ay ay, Holger do, Holger protect friends!", the lanky, blond-haired teenager exclaimed as he flew off in the appropriate direction using the suit. He, however, chose to use the stairs on the side to go faster.

"Great... just great. Biffy still hasn't come back, a crazed lunatic is on the loose, and now everyone else has run off too."

"Ahem," Kimmie said in her usual, disinterested tone.

"Oh, right, sorry Kimmie," Lee sighed.

"Problems, guys?" Lee was startled by the voice - he had almost completely forgotten about the screen on the wall.

"You know it," Lee said, "listen, Cam, Brandy, can you make sure to keep things under control on your end? One place of insanity is plenty enough for me..."

"No probs, man," Cam said, smiling. "We're just cleaning up now - well, most of us," Cam continued, glaring at a certain student behind him who had been strumming his guitar for the past few minutes. Lee smiled back and then turned to Finnwich.

"Listen, Finnwich," Lee started, but the old man cut him off: "The answer remains no, Manifestum."

"No, wait... hear me out. Lynch running off reminded me of something..." "Don't you get it? Even if you did skiddadle your way home, they'd send your tushies right back here!" Lynch's sudden disappearance had reminded Lee of the phrase the former had used when they had tried to escape via sub but had their plan foiled by him. Now, though, the phrase gave Lee a new idea for an argument to use to try to convince Finnwich to help them reopen the pyramid.

"Even if we don't open the pyramid, someone else will! Someone like Lynch, looking for 'the secrets of the universe', or someone like Cassandra, looking to plunder that species' technology - either way, it's basically guaranteed."

"What do you suggest, Manifestum? That we speed up this inevitability? Surely that is not the best course of action to take at this time!"

"No... I'm suggesting that your device wasn't powerful enough. We need something stronger."

Finnwich considered this for a moment, and then said: "Of course, and I would be glad to assist with that, but how would reopening the Antiquis Triangulum be of use here?"

Lee started to speak, but then Finnwich continued: "I'm surprised you are so intent on doing so. Surely you, of all people, must realize the danger... you who are one of the few chosen ones to bear the mark... but then your brother has it as well, and he did not arrive at the appropriate conclusion either..."

"Finnwich, I... wait a second, what do you mean 'the mark'? Do you mean my tattoo?"

"Why, you don't know? Then I have already said too much!"

"Finnwich!"

Suddenly, the last person in the room who was not crystallized and had not yet spoken, only listening to all of these revelations in shock, decided to break silence: "His brother? Lee! What is this about?"