Having successfully set Spiny Norman on his way to a new career as a Top Gun pilot, I have returned to my regular life as a distinguished professor of archeology at the university. I had planned to resume my work of encouraging young minds to think and ask questions, but little did I know that I would soon be embroiled in a vast and dark conspiracy the likes of which the world had never seen before …
The first whispers of this latest mystery reach my ears as I give a lecture on the many shades of meaning to be found in religious and cultural symbology.
After the lecture, as I return to my office, I am accosted by Professor Teabing, a notoriously eccentric instructor in the university’s division of puzzles and mysteries. He asks me to accompany him to his office, where he reveals that his research supports the theory that the famous painting of the dogs playing poker does in fact contain coded information about some sort of ancient conspiracy.
He further reveals that, in his estimation, the secrets concealed within the painting would be revealed once he solved a fiendishly difficult puzzle he had been working on since the early 1980s. Despite my skepticism, I agree to accompany Professor Teabing on a flight to France, where, he believes, an expert contact of his will be able to solve the riddle that has baffled him for so long.
Unfortunately, on the way to meet Professor Teabing’s contact, we run afoul of an old enemy of his, a former colleague who dabbled in the mysteries of the Missing Link puzzle and paid a horrible price.
Unable to intervene, I watch in horror as he and his nemesis plunge into the River Seine and are immediately arrested for illegal swimming and taken away by irate French police. I manage to recover Teabing’s cube when it washes ashore. But, as I lack opposable thumbs, this is one puzzle I cannot solve on my own. Instead, I proceed to meet his contact, alone. To my surprise, she is not another stuffy academic, but rather, a young French puzzle-solving champion:
Can she really decipher the mysteries of the cube, and with it, the mysteries of the painting of the dogs playing poker? We will soon find out. If she cannot, I will find someone who can. Because I am Dennis the Vizsla, and I never give up.