The Irken and the Pendulum Ch 5Dib was prepared for a very, very long day. It had already started off brilliantly. He'd gotten virtually no sleep the night before; knowing what he'd discovered yesterday was much more disruptive than a news article. There was a feeling bubbling in the deep pit of his stomach which he couldn't quite place a finger on. It was like a seething mixture of dread and excitement, overlayed with a large amount of anxiety. He'd wound up lying on his bed all night with his face illuminated eerily by the laptop screen, his fingers working overtime as he valiantly battled the Irkens' firewalls and various security devices to gain every scrap of knowledge the Empire's archives contained on PAKs and Irken biology. He struggled through about 40 billion gigabytes of it, but it was all just a very detailed account of what Dib already knew (having hacked Zim's computer a myriad times in the past). Not the answers he was searching for.
Overall, it had been a rather unsuccessful night. And an unfortunate