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Nina.

Nina!

- Nina! - Fabian!

Nina, what is it?

I think there's something in here.

Well, what's the plan?

We need a plan. Tell me you have a plan.

Help! You have to get me out.

It's got to be the big spider that holds the door open.

Fabian.

Help me!

Okay, I'm nearly there. I'm nearly there.

I'm nearly there.

- Come on, Fabian. - Hurry up.

Come on.

No, don't do this.

So the addresses for her reference don't match.

I think this is the real one.

I'm gonna go tomorrow,

See what they can remember about Vera.

Stop talking. I'm not even listening.

But none of it adds up, Joy.

Mara, people aren't like sums.

They don't have to add up.

What have you got against her, anyway?

She smiles. She makes nice cakes.

She's not as nice as you think.

Ew, creepy.

Way creepier when you can only see its eyes...

And you think it's alive.

Trust me.

You seriously need to man up, Nina.

Alfie, behind you!

Now who needs to man up?

Chemicals. No labels.

This smells familiar.

I can't quite put my finger on it.

Does it smell like...

Christmas?

I wasn't scared, you know.

Uh, sure, whatever, Alfie.

- Fabian? - Hmm?

Okay, this freaky lion head thing?

Sekhmet, the goddess of medicine.

Look.

There's openings in these,

And there's this channel,

And it leads to the door...

Ooh, with some kind of goo on it.

Must hold it in place.

So we've got a big bunch of chemicals,

Six snakey tubes that go down to this mixing jar.

That leads straight on to a door.

With a weird goo around it.

So...

Maybe we put all the chemicals into the tubes,

And, abracadabra, they magically open the door?

Could be, but I guess it has to be the right six chemicals.

Okay, then.

Everybody grab a chemical, and then let's get...

It's a bit late for science experiments, Alfie.

Come on. Let's go.

Fabian.

"the taste of the great bitter Lake."

It's a riddle.

Here's another one.

"balm of the nomad."

"oil of the egyptian wedding flower."

They're on every corner.

"sweet scent of mourning essence."

Okay, let's stay here and solve them.

Uh, Nina, it's late.

Let's take pictures of them, at least.

Okay.

Now, uh...

This should give you a sense of what you'll be up against.

In the ping-pong tournament.

And these are your opponents.

I don't know. They don't look all that good...

Wow. Oh! Oh!

- What? - Whoa!

Oh! No way. That is...

No.

How?

I hope you are expecting a challenge.

And your opponents have set a match date.

For three days' time.

But that's only three days away.

I don't need to remind you that if you lose,

Our sporting tradition, already in tatters,

Will be destroyed forever.

That said,

Just remember to enjoy it and try your best.

Me and you working together.

And saving the honor of the school.

It's gonna be awesome.

What have I done?

Wait. Let me guess.

Booby-trapped?

I know you too well already.

Oh.

Unexpected.

Sorry to disappoint.

Thing is, I don't play games with the teacher's pet.

What do you mean?

You owned up to that eyeball prank,

And sweetie totally let you off.

Pretty easy being a bad boy when the teacher's your bff.

Sweetie and I are not friends.

You really believe that, don't you?

- Yeah. - Aw, adorable.

You see how adorable I can be when I prove you wrong.

Hmm.

Okay, these are the riddles Nina found.

We think they're clues.

To the different chemicals we need to use.

There are six funnels down the lion's mane,

Six of those, so one per snake.

The first one, the taste of the great bitter Lake,

That's a real Lake in Egypt.

The water's salty, so that makes it bitter.

So the bitter taste is salt.

- Uh-uh-uh. Sodium chloride.

Sweetie made me copy out the periodic table

100 times after that audi incident.

Okay, so we've got one. Only five to go.

You know what we could do?

We could bring samples of the chemicals up from the tunnels.

And try to identify them in the chemistry lab.

You came up with that while bouncing the ball.

Really badly?

Yep.

Hello, there.

I'm Mara, Mara Jaffray.

Is this dewsbury manor?

I've come to see a mister...

Um, a Mr. Hendry, the Butler.

Is he in, please?

What is the nature of your visit?

Someone I know worked here a few years ago.

And put him down as a reference.

I would love to speak to him about it.

A few years ago.

That's impossible.

Why is that impossible?

Because he kicked the Bucket 20 years ago.

Kicked the Bucket,

As in dead?

The Bucket.

Was at the top of a tall flight of stairs.

So yes.

Dead...

As a dodo.

Your information is wrong.

So it's definite.

Vera is a total fraud.

This is huge.

I'm going to check on the latest section of tunnel.

Yes, but, Victor, look; don't touch.

We secured the amulet to keep tabs on the kids.

And let them do the work.

Yes, yes, I know.

Just don't take any risks down there.

Yes, Vera.

"the taste of the great bitter Lake."

Salt.

Sodium chloride.

"oil of the egyptian wedding flower."

Wedding flower.

Myrtle. Must be.

Myrtle oil.

Ha! This is child's play.

I know your name, senkhara.

You're the forgotten ruler, aren't you?

Forgotten only by history.

My enemies would never forget me,

Not even in death.

Watch the time piece, chosen one.

Time drains away from you.

The raven is watching.

The raven?

Victor.

But it can't be.

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Ping-pong tryouts this lunchtime.

Ping-pong tryouts this lunchtime.

What's this?

Ping-pong tryouts this lunchtime.

Thanks.

What's that about ping-pong?

Oh, nothing.

Just shooting the breeze with good ol' Eddie.

Right, Eddie?

Sure.

Yeah.

Those are the samples from the tunnels?

Yeah.

We've already got sodium chloride.

Mara helped me run the Zimmerman test on this one.

Which is great because I have no idea what that means.

She didn't ask why?

No.

She was just happy to run one.

Turns out it's ferula oil.

Look, in ancient mythology,

Prometheus stole fire from the gods.

And gave it to mankind,

Smuggled in the stem of a ferula.

So that's fire of prometheus from the riddle.

Okay, we've got two.

Alfie, you shouldn't mix chemicals.

If you don't know what they are.

Sorry, Mara.

Very sensible.

And very boring.

And I do know what they are.

Stinky green and lumpy orange.

Alfie, what did I say?

Alfie!

What are you doing?

Experimenting!

Stop that at once, Alfie!

It's incredibly dangerous!

Stinks.

What is going on here?

I have everything under control, Victor.

I beg to differ, Mr. Sweet.

It appears to me that what you have here.

Is a class full of dunces.

Who should not be interfering in things they do not understand.

Is it just me, or was Victor on The Scene a bit too quick?

Like he was watching us?

Weird.

I had a dream last night.

Senkhara was there,

And she said the raven is watching.

It must mean Victor.

Maybe we should watch him and find out.

That was awesome sauce!

If I was a crazy mad scientist, I could do this for a living.

Right, Mara?

Aha.

Oh, interesting.

Victor, what are you doing?

Who, me?

Oh, nothing.

Uh, just some light reading.

You're researching a task, aren't you?

We agreed.

Vera,

It is going to take years of experience.

And fine-tuned understanding of chemical composition.

And alchemy to complete this task.

That may well be the case,

But you risk giving our game away.

Yes,

And we shall have no game if they fail,

Especially not with a liability like Alfie Lewis on their side.

He's quite likely to blow up the tunnel.

And block off the mask completely.

Don't lose sight of our plan.

We mustn't show out hand and give them the advantage.

Please.

Well?

What'd she think?

This is very impressive work, Mara.

I always thought Vera's resume was a little casual.

With the truth.

Casual?

Everyone named on there is either dead, doesn't exist,

Or refuses to talk about her.

Vera isn't who she says she is.

What's that?

My expose for the website.

I want to go public.

Mara, I only asked for a gentle profile.

The world must know what she's like.

We have to go by the book.

I'll speak with Mr. Sweet, and if all this checks out,

Then you can have your scoop.

Old news is no news, Mrs. Andrews.

Eddie practically begged me to punk him the other day.

It was kind of undignified.

What?

Well, obviously he wants you to keep pranking him.

He's loving the attention.

Shows you care.

Pretty messed up.

So if you both know the ground rules,

What's the problem?

He gets to me.

He knows I like him.

And he knows that makes me...

Human?

Weak.

Try chasing a boy who's still crazy.

About the girl he broke up with.

You gonna give up on it?

No.

Not yet.

You?

Dude!

What are you doing?

Are you looking for a new ping-pong partner?

Why would you even think that?

It says, "be my ping-pong partner."

Ah... Yes.

I suppose I am.

What about our deal?

You gave me your word.

This was my chance to shine!

Yeah, and you still might, but...

Look, you saw the other team.

We can't take any chances, right?

Come on, man, you're still on the list.

No, I'm not!

Yeah, um...

You are now.

Suit up.

And show these losers... no offense...

How the alf-meister rolls.

Yeah.

Coming through. Sorry.

'scuse me.

Right.

Wait, no, guys... what?

Come on! You cannot be serious!

Alfie, what are you doing?

I'm demonstrating my passion.

How about demonstrating a bit of aim?

Next!

And the clear winner is Alfie Lewis!

Yes!

Wait. What?

How did you do that?

Do what?

Do it again.

Do what again?

I didn't...

You're amazing.

Thank you, Jerome, but I already knew that.

I need you to be my partner.

Please. I'm begging you.

Oh, when you put it that way,

No.

I got sick of ping-pong.

When I was under-13 county ping-pong champion.

Under-13 county.

Ping-pong champion?

Three years running.

Sorry, Alfie.

No.

For the fame,

Fortune,

Immortality.

Okay, it's none of those things, Amber,

But I will make sure.

That you get to wear a really cute outfit.

No offense, Jerome,

But I have to insist you leave the outfits to me.

Agreed.

So you'll do it?

Yes!

Thank you! Thank you!

Yes!

I've got a bad feeling about this.

Come on.

What's he doing all those chemicals?

You think he's working on the task?

How does he know about it?

He doesn't have an amulet?

I just know that Victor plus cellar.

Usually equals bad news.

Maybe he's brewing elixir.

Oh, again?

Good.

No, not good.

Accept it.

Come on, you're a goody-two-shoes.

With sprinkles on top.

When you're not in school,

You spend your free time blogging about it.

It's sick.

Are you here to contribute,

Or are you just killing time.

Until your teacher buddies clock out?

Come on.

Let's get out of here.

Before you run out of mean things to say to each other.

There's some really interesting information on here.

You're really think so?

No.

If I could swap my eyeballs and wipe away.

The part of my brain that now holds.

This incredibly boring information, I would.

Hey, don't hold back to save my feelings.

Mara, I am.

You're right,

And it's terrible because I spent all my time.

Researching another story.

What story?

Just the greatest scoop of the decade.

Okay, well, let's put it online, and let's read it.

I can't.

I promised.

It's about one of the staff.

What are you, a teachers' pet?

I mean, come on. You're better than this.

And if the story's good, include it.

It is the truth, and if I don't,

It might get brushed under the carpet.

- Mm-hmm.

Okay, now that's a scoop.

Do it.

What, are you chicken?

- No. - Do it.

You have a responsibility as a journalist to report the truth.

I press this key,

And the story goes live.

Everyone will read it.

Do it.

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