22-11-2025, 01:18 PM
28 December 5689 - Archaic Museum, Yishelem, Amudim
Most of the museum's exhibits were temporarily closed to the public for their 3-hour visit. Quite a few reporters and vans were present outside, to capture the moment and attempt to get a couple of comments from the Kalistani-Yeudi Diaspora's most prominent figures.
"And over to the left, is the entrance to the research vaults", the tour guide said, looking at Maxwell.
Jacob casually turned, went through the open door and started descending the red-carpeted, Dundorfian-made white marble steps, as Jeanette watched the tour guide continue to speak without flinching. As if nothing had changed on the scene.
He reached a grand hallway - almost like a bank vault - and for some reason, knew instinctively to proceed to the left, where a smaller hallway led to a staircase even further down.
Bar doors were already slid open to the walls; key card panels already green. He reached a round room, very dimly lit with but a few spots on the fringes of the ceiling.
A female figure stood at the center. "Mr. Maxwell", Hannah said, smiling.
She turned on the spot, reached the wall and began delicately turning a round black knob with her right hand, featuring a golden signet ring. 9 spotlights started shining on 9 pillars; 7 were empty and 1 had the Unknown Gem, Maxwell seemed to presume, apprehensively.
A slightly raised pillar at the center of all 8, exhibited Elior's rusting Crown, in a glass ceiling.
"I assume you have questions, Mr. Maxwell", she smiled.
"I'm Hannah Kadiyot".
Most of the museum's exhibits were temporarily closed to the public for their 3-hour visit. Quite a few reporters and vans were present outside, to capture the moment and attempt to get a couple of comments from the Kalistani-Yeudi Diaspora's most prominent figures.
"And over to the left, is the entrance to the research vaults", the tour guide said, looking at Maxwell.
Jacob casually turned, went through the open door and started descending the red-carpeted, Dundorfian-made white marble steps, as Jeanette watched the tour guide continue to speak without flinching. As if nothing had changed on the scene.
He reached a grand hallway - almost like a bank vault - and for some reason, knew instinctively to proceed to the left, where a smaller hallway led to a staircase even further down.
Bar doors were already slid open to the walls; key card panels already green. He reached a round room, very dimly lit with but a few spots on the fringes of the ceiling.
A female figure stood at the center. "Mr. Maxwell", Hannah said, smiling.
She turned on the spot, reached the wall and began delicately turning a round black knob with her right hand, featuring a golden signet ring. 9 spotlights started shining on 9 pillars; 7 were empty and 1 had the Unknown Gem, Maxwell seemed to presume, apprehensively.
A slightly raised pillar at the center of all 8, exhibited Elior's rusting Crown, in a glass ceiling.
"I assume you have questions, Mr. Maxwell", she smiled.
"I'm Hannah Kadiyot".
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