Pahana: So, we have a problem.
Gideon: How did you get this number? It's not even my phone.
P: A little mentor trumpets all you do.
G: Great. You know the police are outside my house? They're calling it treason. You've got no idea how much trouble you've gotten me into.
P: I showed you the truth. Others have found that to be a great gift.
G: I'm not talking about your gifts. I tried to help you and you burned me. They think it was me. Why would you log in with my account?
P: Calm down. You're in danger, but not from any police. I can save you, Gideon, but first I need the access codes. Don't lose sight of what's truly important. You can change history.
G: You don't get it, do you? The codes are useless. I'm completely cut off. I can't work. I can't leave the country. You want these codes, you tell me how I can fix this.
P: I will tell you this much. You need to hammer(?) the bracelet. That will at least get the police off your case.
G: That's with the obelisk, right?
P: I'm impressed. You decoded the book.
G: Enough of it. Where do I go?
P: You cannot enter a city of the gods. They consider you a criminal. Unclean.
G: How many orbits?
P: Six. They count inwards, but you don't know--
(Gideon hangs up)