3 days later...
Geneva roams around her apartment living room, searching for the TV remote that seems to have disappeared after last night's marathon of 'The Hangover'.
"Argh where are you?!" She questions put loud with frustration, throwing a couch cushion onto the floor. She ties her hair up into a pony tail then places her hands on her hips, scanning the room one last time.
TRRIIINNGG!
She darts around, now searching for her purse where her phone screams out to be answered. She reaches for her purse, hanging on the coat hanger bear the main apartment door and digs through it to find-
A white envelope falls onto the floor, the same envelope she had received from that random guy on the street a few days ago. She didn't look at it after that, it slipped from her mind.
Geneva pulls out her phone and finds that it's some company calling to advertise their services. She rolls her eyes then picks the envelope up from the floor, taking it to the living room. She sits on t's couch and decides that she'll finally put her mind to it.
She grabs a notepad and pen, from a compartment under the coffee table then examine the contents of the page:
Cäsar Gustav Berta Ypsilon Ludwig Ypsilon Cäsar Heinrich Nordpol Ida Quelle Heinrich Quelle Ypsilon Heinrich Ypsilon Ypsilon Xanthippe Nordpol Ida Gustav Ypsilon Ypsilon Nordpol Martha Ida Gustav Ypsilon Nordpol Berta Cäsar Heinrich Anton Martha Nordpol Ida Martha Ypsilon Nordpol Nordpol Friedrich Ypsilon Viktor Ypsilon Nordpol Quelle Ypsilon Ypsilon Heinrich Otto Martha Xanthippe Ypsilon Ypsilon Nordpol Wilhelm Cäsar Gustav Berta Ypsilon Ludwig Ypsilon Cäsar Heinrich Nordpol Ida Quelle Heinrich Quelle Ypsilon Heinrich Ypsilon Ypsilon Xanthippe Nordpol Ida Gustav Ypsilon Ypsilon Nordpol Martha Ida Gustav Ypsilon Nordpol Berta Cäsar Heinrich Anton Martha Nordpol Ida Martha Ypsilon Nordpol Nordpol Friedrich Ypsilon Viktor Ypsilon Nordpol Quelle Ypsilon Ypsilon Heinrich Otto Martha Xanthippe Ypsilon Ypsilon Nordpol Wilhelm
Questions race through her mind, she doesn't know where to begin and what aspect to ponder on first.
Then she notices something after reading through the words three times. "There's repetition... 'Nordpol, Ypsilon' is there multiple times," She says to herself.
She starts counting the number of times words are repeated but that doesn't lead her to anything. She further finds that all the words are oddly capitalized, could these be names?
She opens up Google on her phone and searches up 'Nordpol', which brought back search results for 'Northpole'. She then searched 'Ypsilon', that led to nothing either.
She huffs, these words made no sense at all-
"Wait a minute..." She mumbles, quickly making a searxh for all the words one by one and finding that they all have something in common, "They're German, more precisely the German spelling alphabet."
She discovers that just like the English version that comprises of 'A' being 'Alpha', 'B' being 'Bravo', 'C' being 'Charlie' and 'D' being 'Delta', there's a German version used as well.
I should have noticed that given all the time I spent in Berlin, She thinks.
Geneva starts to note down the first letter of every word, then notices a pattern. After a sequence of letters the whole cycle starts again so cutting out the repeated encrypted code, she ends up with:
YOU ARE READING
(𝟝𝟘𝟝) 𝟝𝟘𝟛 𝟜𝟜𝟝𝟝 ～ 𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘊𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘚𝘢𝘶𝘭
Fanfiction❝"Thank you Mr. Goodman, for all your help," Mrs. Bryerstone says and Saul shakes his head. "The name is Saul, and I'm just a local Albuquerque resident doing his communal help out," He replies and waves her goodbye.❞ _________________________ Based...
