Something bored a hole in the side of my head and implanted an antenna. I know where your headquarters is and how to get inside it. Nobody is really prepared for this kind of thing, are they? I know something of pyrotechnics. It will be a lovely explosion, taking out a city block in every direction. I've already killed my cat, so she won't suffer in the conflagration to come. And don't tell anyone who did this thing. It's the least you can do after what you've taken from me. Sincerely, The one waiting right now, and it's too late. Tick, tick....