Wandering aimlessly in the cobblestone Neopian streets, you try every which way to open the elusive book. Picking the lock did not work, nor did asking the local Keymaster to create a key (that only resulted in a very annoyed shopkeeper). The Guild of Thieves booed you out of the guild (who needed them anyways?) and the Book Shop could not even find a copy of the book on their shelves.

Frustrated, you throw the book onto the sidewalk. In a sudden POOF, pink smoke surrounds you (and the puzzled Neopians on the street).

"WHAT IS THE PASSWORD, MORTAL?" a translucent genie asks you. Eyes wide, you look down at the book, which is now whisping pink smoke from the lock.