Oh... oh... oh my goodness! Lois, is that really you????? Where are you?????? Lex has you??????? Has he hurt you??????? How can I find you??????
Luthor, if you're reading this, be warned. Both Superman and I are looking for you, and when we find you (and we *will* find you) you'll have a lot of spare time on your hands to spend reading books and plotting evil schemes. In a 9x4 cell.
Lois, can you get a program called mIRC? If you can, then try and log onto a channel called #rescue on Sunday after six o'clock, and maybe we can figure a way out of this. Have you any idea where you are, or how I can get to you? Both I and Superman are desperately worried about you, honey... we just want to bring you home. I still love you, Lois, don't you know that? I never stopped. I couldn't stop if I tried. Please, try and do that and we'll figure a way out of this. I promise, I won't rest until Luthor is behind bars and you're back in my arms, where you belong...
~Clark
