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PMC2 Final - Spy Stories Mystery Cache

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Spatial Distortion: Well it's time for this one to end. The series had a long and good run.
Thanks to Gypsie and Thank you to all the solvers and finders in this series.
And Thanks to all the puzzle creators. It was an honor to work with you all.

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Terrain:
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Welcome to the PMC2! A whole new group of Puzzle Masters from the Mid-Atlantic Region to test your puzzle solving skills.

Information on how to find this cache is in blue text below the story.

Enjoy!!!!


***First three finders that have logged all the PMC2 caches and this final will receive an unactivated geocoin.

Since the beginning of recorded history and earlier, there has been espionage. Joshua led a group of spies into Canaan. King Alfred the Great disguised himself as a bard and infiltrated Danish military camps. The Mongols. The Egyptians. The ancient Greeks and Romans. China had Sun Tzu. India had Chanakya. The CIA, the KGB. All have stories, told through the generations, of espionage and spies.

Espionage has won wars and started them, brought down political figures and helped them rise to power. It is quiet and sublime. Powerful and omnipresent. There, but never seen.

We have all heard stories about espionage and the secret lives of spies. We watch them in the theater or television saving a country or bringing down a regime.

Their success is based on information. They hold secrets that none of us will ever know. We know that spies have helped us win wars and take down governments. But what about the stuff we don't know?

My name is ****** and I am an information gatherer, a spy. I have found out information about things that I will not talk about here. I thought I was important. I thought I had access to the greatest secrets ever. Until.....

Let me start from the beginning. When I started my career, I had a mentor. He taught me everything I know. Everything I have ever accomplished was because of him. He was the best of the best and completed an infinite number of missions successfully. Never got caught, was never suspected. We worked together for numerous years and told each other our innermost thoughts and secrets. So I thought....

Then the day came when I received a phone call that I hoped I would never receive. My partner, my mentor, was hospitalized for a heart attack. I rushed to the hospital to see him. As I was walking down the hall, I spotted a doctor leaving his room. I approached him and asked how he was doing.

"Are you a friend of the family?" he asked.

"Yes," I explained. "I have been his best friend for almost 20 years."

Looking remorseful, he spoke. "This may be the last time you see him. He is not doing well and we are afraid he will not make it through the night. But he is strong. Right now, he is lucid and fully aware that he is not going to live long. We are making him comfortable; that is all we can do."

Thanking the doctor for his honesty, I entered the room.

As I neared the bed, I looked at my friend and mentor. He was a far cry from the man that I knew. He looked small and weak lying there. His eyes were closed, but opened as I approached. Like he knew it was me when I entered the room. He reached out for my arm. Weakly, he pulled me close to the bed.

In a voice barely above a whisper, he started to speak.

"I have something to tell you," he whispered.

"Ssshhh," I replied. "Don't talk. Save your strength."

If ever a whisper could sound like a scream, it did at that moment.

"No!" Then back to the gravelly whisper.

"I must tell you these things. Something needs to be done and you are probably the only one capable of taking care of it."

Silenced, I leaned close and told him to proceed and he began his story.

"There are things that governments don't want the average person to know. Things that they don't even want their inner circle to know. Government cover ups, conspiracies, answers to questions that we have all needed answered. My job was to assume responsibility for this information. It was to be hidden away and encoded so it wouldn't get in the wrong hands. Hundreds of years of information. And there have been agents out there who have found out this information that would change the world. I was charged with finding their hidden information. I researched them and solved their puzzles and retrieved their information. I replaced the intelligence I found with a clue to the final 'stash'. A wealth of information that, in the wrong hands, could change the world.

"Somehow there have been others who have heard about the information and are looking for it. I was assigned to you, *****, because you have what it takes. I was to train you in the art of espionage and teach you all that I know. You are to be the 'super agent'. You need to retrieve this information before those that are trying to find it for all the wrong reasons. You need to find all the final clues in the field and go to the final location. There you will find all the greatest secrets.

"Here in my notebook is all the information you will need for each of the separate agents 'stashes'. Please go to the each of these locales and get the information you need. It will take you to where you need to go.

"I have some information on the puzzles you will need to solve to attain your goal. Go in my coat pocket and there is a slip of paper there that I need to give to you."


I turned to grab his coat and checked his pockets. Empty! I returned to the bed to ask him if he was mistaken when the "code blue" alarms started going off. A team of doctors and nurses ran in and I watched them for several minutes....Until the man that looked like the doctor in charge pronounced, "Time of death...."

Now what? I have the notebook with all the info on the original "stashes", but there are puzzles to solve and then a way to find the final information. How am I going to do this by myself? I know I can't. I do know that over the years that I have been on the "job" I have met many I could trust with my life. I am going to need help.

So I call upon the people I trust most. Help me solve this before it winds up in the wrong hands.




The PMC2 is a series of fiendishly difficult puzzle created by 18 of the best Puzzle Masters in the Mid-Atlantic Region. In each of these caches you will find a user name and password. After you enter each user name and password into the site listed below, you will be taken to a page with a short puzzle and ultimately a final puzzle piece. Assemble these pieces and find the final cache!

BEGIN YOUR JOURNEY HERE


This series is designed to lead you on an epic adventure that will require Master puzzle-solving skills and extensive travel to unique locations. You must travel and log in at each cache in order to claim a find on the final. Due to the extensive time and effort put into this challenge, the cache can be done as a group but each member of the group must go to each cache site and sign each log. Dividing into sub groups and pooling their efforts will not be allowed.

All 18 caches will be released sporadically between now and the EVENT to be held in June. To make them easy to find we have created a WEBSITE that will have a complete list of all the available PMC caches in all 4 series as they are published.


Below are the codes for all archived caches that are needed to solve this cache.

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body/codes

PMC2 - A Beautiful Mind
airport/code

PMC2 - Amaj Secret
deleted/script

PMC2 - Gray Eulogy
rebus/whitespace

PMC2 New Agent
isbn/alphabet

REPORT ON SUBJECT RH24Z9 ("THE PROFESSOR")
sudoku/twist

PMC2 - Scooby: Hassle in the Castle
xamendx/noors

PMC2 - The Music Box
elian/tap

PMC2 - Chaturanga
LNPUOTP/erchc

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