I watched as midnight lood over the orphanage. The other children slept peacefully in their beds, as did the caretakers in their dormitories, unaware of what we were about to do.
I was in the library with Cassie and Reinhardt. The irony didn't escape : this place, supposedly designed to enhance our intellectual developnt and keep us "happy" with minimal stress, would be the setting for our first true act of rebellion.
As I contemplated the imposing shelves, I couldn't help but reflect on the deceptive nature of this space. The library, with its architecture that more resembled an ancient temple than a simple reading room, was another example of the elaborate facade they had built.
Its dinsions were truly impressive, especially considering we were in an orphanage seemingly forgotten by God. The shelves rose to the ceiling, filled with all kinds of reading material, from simple picture books to complex academic texts. It was here where we were supposed to learn about the world, though I knew the information was carefully filtered.
I watched as Reinhardt addressed Cassie in his usual kind tone.
—Did you sleep well?
—Yes, thank you.
She replied briefly.
I imdiately noticed the tension in her voice, Cassie's unease was as evident to as the words written in the books that surrounded us.
—Why do you seem so uneasy?
I asked her directly, fixing my gaze on her. I knew the answer, of course, but sotis it was necessary for people to express their concerns out loud.
—That's...
Cassie hesitated, her fingers moving nervously.
—Don't worry too much.
I told her, trying to convey so tranquility.
—Is it that obvious?
She asked.
I didn't respond imdiately. Of course her nervousness was understandable; what we were about to do was full of risks... However, it was necessary.
Reinhardt, perhaps trying to lighten the tension of the mont, looked toward the shelves and asked:
—How many books are there really?
—Most likely there are thousands
I replied with apparent indifference.
—Are you sure the hidden room is here, Arceus?
Asked Cassie, looking around with so doubt.
It was a valid question. After all, we had been in this library hundreds of tis without finding anything out of the ordinary. To anyone else, this place had nothing special about it. But I had information that others didn't possess, information I had obtained through ticulous research and the study of a certain diary I had found.
I knew that opening the secret room required more than simple luck or intuition. The thod was old-fashioned but ingenious: books had to be placed in specific areas following the order of the seven colors of the rainbow. It was the kind of system that fascinated : complex but logical, impossible to discover by chance.
With precise movents, I proceeded to arrange the books in the correct order. I could feel the tension in the air while Cassie and Reinhardt watched in silence. Finally, when I reached the last book, the violet one, I pulled it decisively.
The effect was imdiate: a passageway opened before us, revealing a secret entrance that none of us had seen before. The darkness emanating from that corridor was almost tangible, as if it were a living entity inviting us to venture into its depths.
The air was dense, so charged with tension that each breath felt like a conscious effort. I observed Cassie, her crimson eyes shining in the darkness while she bit her lower lip, clearly disturbed by the dense smoke that serpentined from the entrance as if the passageway itself was breathing.
—Are you sure there isn't another way?
Whispered Cassie, her voice betraying a slight tremor that contrasted with her usual determination. I noticed how her fingers nervously played with the edge of her sleeve, a gesture that revealed her unease.
Beside her, Reinhardt maintained his composure, though I could see how his blue eyes ticulously scrutinized the details of the passageway. His hands were tense at his sides, betraying the anxiety he was trying to contain.
—The scroll will remain useless while that artifact remains active.
He responded in a serene voice.
It was evident that both were nervous, and I couldn't bla them. It was natural to fear facing an unknown monster capable of altering mory. After examining the listone stones that ford the entrance fra, I turned to them with a twisted smile.
—What's wrong, Cassie? Are you afraid of a little water vapor?
I comnted, using sarcasm as a mask to hide my own concern while trying to lighten the tension.
I saw how Cassie smiled softly, while Reinhardt, for his part, rolled his eyes, as his posture relaxed slightly.
—I'll go first. Stay close and alert to anything that seems out of place...
I stopped before adding that they shouldn't be surprised by anything. It was unnecessary; I couldn't predict what kind of situation we would potentially encounter.
I took the lead, hearing Cassie's nervous voice behind .
—Eh? Oh, okay!
—Let's begin then
Agreed Reinhardt.
—Let's do our best.
Added Cassie, and we all nodded slightly at her comnt.
We quickly entered the room before anyone could discover us. It was literally a dark hallway made of listone, with no option but to move forward as there was no way to go back.
We advanced slowly, step by step. I knew that the atmosphere in the library and in this corridor would be completely opposite. This was a race against ti from the beginning.
As we kept moving forward, I could notice the doubts on my companions' faces. I walked forward carefully, making sure not to miss any detail.
The minutes dragged on as we advanced. The walls seed to observe us, and the echo of our steps created an unsettling sensation that we weren't alone. It was Reinhardt who first noticed sothing strange about our progress.
—Sothing's not right.
He muttered, stopping the group. His eyes scanned the walls with analytical intensity.
—We've been walking for more than five minutes, but the architecture... it's exactly the sa. The sa stones, the sa patterns...
—We're walking in circles.
Completed Cassie with frustration. Her gaze stopped on sothing particular.
—Wait... do you see that? On the walls...
I directed the light to where Cassie was pointing. Indeed, almost imperceptible at first glance, tiny runes flickered on the walls with an irregular rhythm, like dying stars in a stone sky.
I moved closer to examine them better. My expression turned serious while studying the ancient symbols.
They were designed to keep us trapped in a constant loop, which would cause us to give up and surrender in case we discovered the hidden corridor by mistake. Very clever...
Reinhardt approached as well, his blue eyes reflecting the faint light of the runes while analyzing them.
—It's a complex pattern. Look how the symbols intertwine... it's not just a linear sequence, but an interconnected network.
—Oh!
Exclaid Cassie suddenly, her eyes shining in understanding.
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