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Blaze: A Firefighter Romance by Lisa Lace (154)

Chapter Seventeen

VEN

Everything about this situation was bizarre. How had monks from thousands of years ago possessed anything remotely similar to modern technology? It might even be a more advanced holographic science than we had now.

I looked around. We were at the top of a curving staircase that descended into darkness. The stepping stones consisted of the same red rock used to construct the building. I pulled out a flashlight.

“Are you ready?” I said to Emmy. Her eyes were lit up like a child opening a present.

“The monks gave the queen the mirror as a gateway into the catacombs. Morley will be surprised.”

“Are we supposed to contact Morley? This wasn’t part of the plan.”

“Maybe.” She checked her computer. “We couldn’t even if we had to. There’s no signal in here. Something in the rocks here blocks communication. Morley and I had the same problem when we explored some of the tunnels in the mountain.”

“I wonder if it makes more sense to go forward or retreat and consult him?”

She frowned. “We were supposed to get information, then return to the mirror in the mountain. But we’re close to the ladle already. If we go back out and talk withMorley, we might never get another chance to sneak in again. I think we should go on.”

“Are you sure?” I didn’t feel as confident as she sounded.

She nodded. “Listen to me.” She stepped in front of me on the stairs. “We’re going to an ancient place. Monks set up different levels of protection to kill thieves and prevent them from reaching Zelia's ladle.”

“Kill?” That was the only word in the sentence that mattered to me. “You’re not joking.”

“Nope. Morley and I gathered a lot of information about this place. There are at least sixteen different types of booby traps.”

I looked down at Emmy’s breasts questioningly.

“Not those kind of boobies.” She pursed her lips as if she were trying not to smile. “Traps to surprise and kill trespassers. I have an idea of what they look like and which signs mark them, so I’ll take the point. Just for your information, there are three that appear to be most common. Pan-jee traps, the spike board, and the door trap.”

“Those all sound the same.”

“Pan-jee traps are concealed pits with spikes at the bottom, designed to impale you. The spike board is probably self-explanatory.”

“And the door trap?”

“More spikes, but these swing down and impaling you when a door opens.”

“These monks weren’t very creative. You should make body armor part of your archeologist’s outfit. Those are just the major ones?”

“Yes. That’s why we think Zelia's ladle is still here. No one’s been brave enough to go in and get it. The government of Heralla banned anyone from entering for the past century. They recently lifted the ban, but there hasn’t been a mad rush of exploration. Legends about the catacombs have been around for a long time. When we did field research and talked to the locals, they told stories containing unusual traps, like pools of water with globes of cesium inside.”

“Let’s pretend I don't know anything about Earth chemistry.”

“Cesium reacts explosively with water. They also mentioned crossbows.”

“At least those are traditional weapons an average person can understand.”

“When the first archeologists went inside, guess what they found?”

“Ancient crossbows that crumbled when people looked at them and turned to dust?”

She shook her head, her eyes looking animated as she spoke. “There were fully functional crossbows coated with chromate, which perfectly preserved them.”

“I don’t believe it.”

“One man died when they encountered a pool of water. There wasn’t anything over it, but glass spheres containing something volatile filled the water. When he waded through, the glass spheres broke, triggering an explosion which killed him and injured several others. No one has been brave enough to go any further.”

“There’s a thin line between bravery and stupidity.”

She shrugged. “Whatever you want to call it.”

“We’re going down there?”

“Yes?” She glanced at me. “You can stay here. I don’t expect you to risk your life for me, married or not married.”

“I don’t think I could live with myself if I let you go down there by yourself.”

She rubbed her fancy shoe against the stone floor. “Let’s go.”

“You’re not properly dressed, Emmy.” I motioned to her fancy dress.

“That’s right.” She grabbed hold of her skirt and ripped it off. Underneath the dress were beige pants with pockets stuffed with useful things. The top of the dress now looked like a tank top. I noticed her shoes resembled boots from a particular angle. They looked expensive, but they didn’t have heels. The footwear looked perfect for trekking through underground passageways dug by monks long ago.

Now wearing clothes befitting an archeological expedition, she stepped down a few of the red stone stairs. She turned back when she realized I wasn’t with her.

“What is it?” She looked up at me with concern.

I knew I wouldn’t have the right words to express how much she impressed me. “You came prepared.”

“It’s a habit of mine.” Emmy’s eyes shone with amusement. “Wearing a dress over a complete archeological dig outfit wasn’t my idea, though. It was Morley’s creation. Shall we?” She held out her hand.

EMMY

We reached the bottom of the stairs and crossed into a passageway. As soon as we entered, the hall illuminated itself with a soft glow. I looked around trying to identify the light source, but I couldn’t see it.

“Where’s the light coming from?”

“I don’t know.” I shook my head. “The monks had advanced technology like these lights and the mirror. No one knows where it from.” I wished I had a better explanation, but I didn’t know the answers.

It felt like we walked for about a mile before we encountered the first problem. When we saw a T shape on the floor, Ven and I flattened ourselves against the wall before I tripped it with my toe. A second later, a spike trap popped up, looking vicious and completely functional.

“We would have died.” Ven stared at the spikes.

I nodded, not saying a word. We left it activated and continued moving. Soon after we found the first pool with cesium spheres.

“We don’t want to trigger this one.” We carefully edged around the pool and walked down a passageway. “It would start an enormous explosion.”

After the pool, we found ourselves traveling through catacombs which ran under the mountain. It must have taken many years to excavate these tunnels. I heard stories about monks who had gotten lost and never found their way out, walking for miles and never coming to the end. There was supposed to be a cemetery down here, and everything felt creepy.

As we walked along, keeping watch for any obstacles, I felt overwhelmed by different emotions. Excitement about getting to explore these catacombs and anxiety we might be hurt. Ven evoked mixed feelings. Lust, for one, whenever I looked at him. But there was another feeling that was hard to describe. It was a happy feeling that seemed to come from being in his presence.

“Emmy, I want you to know something.”

I glanced over at him briefly before returning my eyes to the floor and walls. “You may speak. We’re the only people here.” I was curious to know what he wanted to tell me. “Wait a minute.” I saw something unusual and stopped, putting my hand over his chest. “Something feels wrong.”

I scanned the stone floor and the walls trying to identify what caught my attention. There was a thin line in the shape of a rectangle in the grouting between the tiles. It was barely visible. When I crouched down, I saw there was a crack.

“Come on, Emmy. I’m sure it’s nothing.” Ven was growing impatient.

“There’s something between these stones.”

“So what?” He stepped forward. “We’ll never get anywhere at this pace.”

“Wait!” I heard the screech of stone against stone. I grabbed his hand and yanked, falling back onto the floor, Ven crashing by my side.

“Was that necessary?” He stood up, rubbing his hip. He turned to move forward again but stopped when he saw a pit appear in front of us. Metal spikes and a single decaying body lined the bottom of the hole.

Ven froze. I got up and started dusting myself off, trying not to feel smug. When he finally looked at me, he had a sheepish expression on his face.

“It was necessary if you wanted me to save your ass.” I heard attitude coming from my voice despite my best efforts.

“Thank you.” He looked like he was suppressing his annoyance again. “I owe you.”

I shook my head. “We’re even. Do you remember what happened on the road? You saved me from being kidnapped by those assholes.”

I placed my hand over his. I was amazed at the tingling sensation from touching our skin together and wondered what would happen if I wanted more. “You’re in my world now. You should listen to me, as long as you can handle it.”

He was about to say something but relented after a moment. “All right. Lead the way.”

We slowly started to walk forward with wary eyes. I pointed out markings indicating a trap was coming. To someone who knew the signs, the monks had ways of showing there was danger ahead and how to avoid it.

“Look at these horizontal cuts in the stone.” I traced them with my fingers. “They indicate a trap...” I counted the lines. “Twelve paces away, embedded in the floor. If the lines were vertical, they would mean the trap is in the wall.”

“How do you know they didn’t make random marks to confuse people?”

“They wouldn’t want to kill themselves accidentally. People were living here during construction. Not a lot, but enough to guard the place.”

“I suppose not.” Ven paused, and I immediately stopped as well.

“What is that thing?” He pointed ahead at a dark patch in the floor directly ahead of us.

“I don’t know. Come on.”

We slowly inched forward, keeping our eyes on the floor. I motioned Ven to sidestep a tile that triggered a trap. Even at our reduced speed, we almost fell into a deep black hole that obstructed the entire passageway, barring our path. I nearly missed it because I was looking too closely at the tiles.

Ven gasped and put his hand out, shoving me back from the edge. If I had taken one more step, it would have meant my death. As I stumbled backward, I landed on the tile I had been trying to avoid. A beam swung down in a deadly arc, aiming deadly spikes at our heads. Ven tackled me to the ground a moment before I would have been impaled. We lay together on the floor. I saw my fear reflected in his eyes.

“See? I am good for something on this trip. Be careful.” His eyes didn’t leave me as we slowly rose to our feet. I felt stunned at the near miss.

I wanted to tell him that he was good for more than saving my life. Having him here made everything seem possible. Ven gave me confidence. I felt protected with him beside me no matter what dangers we faced.

But I didn’t have the words, so I kept my thoughts to myself.

Gazing into the hole in the floor, I felt my first flicker of doubt. According to legend, the monks wanted to make sure the people who found Zelia's ladle were courageous and genuine. Theoretically, individuals who sought it for personal gain would be discouraged if the penalty was death.

I knew it was a test, but I started to question my motives. Did I want the ladle to benefit others, or to boost my ego? I had no idea, and I didn’t know what to do.

I gestured at the gaping abyss. “How are we going to get across?”

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