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DavidW says (to Floyd), "x ladder" Jacqueline asks (of DW), "Yeah, but was the switch down there?" |
Floyd | The old and rickety-looking wooden ladder is fixed to something at the |
Floyd | top end, though you can't see what very clearly from down here. The |
Floyd | hole leads to the attic. |
Floyd | |
Floyd | > |
maga says (to Floyd), "n" |
Floyd | |
Floyd | Guest Room |
Floyd | A small, windowless and rather cramped bedroom. Perhaps that explains |
Floyd | why overnight visitors are so infrequent. |
Floyd | |
Floyd | You can see an ornamental plate and a dusty leather-bound book here. |
Floyd | |
Floyd | > |
maga says (to Floyd), "x plate" |
Floyd | A small, rather attractive copper plate inlaid with intricate silver |
Floyd | patterns. |
Floyd | |
Floyd | > |
maga says (to Floyd), "x book" |
Floyd | The title of the book is "The Pyramids of Egypt". Written by a 19th |
Floyd | century archaeologist whose name you can't pronounce, it describes |
Floyd | several of the monuments in excruciating detail, almost down to the |
Floyd | precise measurements of each brick. Idly flipping through the dull |
Floyd | volume, your eyes are drawn to a few paragraphs speculating on the |
Floyd | existence of yet undiscovered pyramids hidden beneath the shifting |
Floyd | desert sands. You set the book aside. |
Floyd | |
Floyd | Suddenly, you recall that holiday you took in Egypt several years ago, |
Floyd | and the memories - slowly at first, but then faster and faster - flash |
Floyd | back to you, images of clear skies, desolate sands, ancient ruins, |
Floyd | clearer and closer as time itself seems to dissolve, statues almost |
Floyd | tangibly solid, spiralling ever inward until memory and consciousness |
Floyd | converge... |
Floyd | |
Floyd | By Pyramid Entrance |
Floyd | You'd left the tour bus behind for the afternoon to investigate this |
Floyd | recently discovered monument, the tomb of an obscure twelfth dynasty |
Floyd | ruler. It made headlines when it was discovered following the violent |
Floyd | desert storms of last summer, and the sand still lingers around its |
Floyd | base. Hardly any tourists have heard of this place, and not having to |
Floyd | put up with the endless babbling is part of the attraction for you. The |
Floyd | hot sun reflects blindingly off the polished white limestone of the |
Floyd | casing. |
Floyd | |
Floyd | The view from this slightly wobbly wooden platform halfway up the |
Floyd | pyramid would doubtless be magnificent, were there anything to look at |
Floyd | other than desert. To the west are rickety stairs leading back to the |
Floyd | ground, and to the east a dim passage descends into the man-made |
Floyd | mountain. |
Floyd | |
Floyd | > |
Jacqueline says, "whoa text dump" |
DavidW says, "also, we've changed locations." |
maga says, "ur framestory a splode" |
Jacqueline says, "So we did." |
Jacqueline says, "So much for our attic light puzzle." |
inky says, "oh yeah" |
inky says, "now I remember this has lots of jumps into subsections" |
DavidW says (to Floyd), "i" |
Floyd | You are carrying: |
Floyd | an electric torch (providing light) |
Floyd | |
Floyd | > |
maga asks, "it's been under the sand for centuries but somehow it's still polished?" |
Jacqueline says (to maga), "shh" |
inky says (to Floyd), "e" |
Floyd | |
Floyd | Sloping Passage |
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