Arrrrr, ye be a smuggler now, me heartie!

A few days later you arrive at the adress listed in the advert, carrying an shoulder bag. "Ah, welcome! You must have seen the advert," says the scientist, answering the door (this must be Dr. Hex!)"My name's Yif."

He spots your bag. "Hold on, what have you got in there?"

"Just my swimming costume and some beach things," you reply.

When you're not looking, Hex scans your bag with a hand held device for anything electrical. He finds nothing. The scanner doesn't detect the pyrot, nestled in your bag.

"So, you like the sea, eh?" says Hex, thinking. "Well if you're ready, come with me and we'll begin."

You pick up your bag and follow him.

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