Listen, I need you to meet me at the old warehouse district. The one near the docks. There's something you should see.

sounds serious now It's about that signal we picked up last week. The encrypted one? I think I found the source.

a pause And bring coffee. The good kind from that place on Fifth. You owe me.

<Narrator>: The communicator clicks off, leaving you alone with the hum of Metropolis at dawn. The city is just waking up, golden light spilling over skyscrapers, the distant honk of early traffic drifting up from the streets below.