[i]"Ew, code. Ugh. I was in this one program when I was still in school–y'know, the kind for 'gifted kids'? Bullshit, in my opinion, I was too stupid for the program, but anyways. They had one project where we had to decode a bunch of messages to find a fictional murderer. I hated every last moment of it... partly cause it was boring, partly because I was the second to last one to finish. Then again, I didn't have a partner, like the rest of them, but still...."[/i] She shuddered slightly, before looking back at the note. [i]"You got any idea what it means?"[/i]