"Gabriel, did you find it?" Ariadne ran towards me when I finally found an old rotting crate. It wasn't too big, didn't look like it should have a map or a scroll inside. I clenched a metal handle it had on top and pulled it out. It was locked. But as it was already rotting, I only had to stomp on it. The wood became loose and the whole crate just somehow came apart. There, inside, wasn't a map, it wasn't a book, either. There was an old rusty key and some kind of a plaster model of something I have never seen. Ariadne took it into her hands and tried to figure it out.
------Icarus POV-----
I could feel my body. My head was hurting. But I felt I was there. I moved my hands, my feet, and opened my eyes. The room was bright from the light, that was getting to the room through big w
