CHAPTER 16
Amy hated crowds, but the idea of plunging into the middle of seven million dead people didn't bother her.
Nellie, Dan, Lexi, and she hurried down a metal staircase. They found themselves in a limestone corridor with metal pipes running overhead and dim electric lights. The warm air smelled of mildew and wet rock.
"Only one exit, guys," Nellie said nervously. "If we get caught down here -- "
"The tunnel should branch out soon," Amy said, trying to sound more confident than she felt.
The stone walls were etched with graffiti. Some looked recent, some ancient. One inscription was engraved on a marble slab right above their heads.
"Stop, mortals," Nellie translated.
"This is the empire of death. "
"Cheerful," Lexi muttered.
They kept walking. The floor under Amys feet was slushy gravel. Amy was still thinking about Uncle Alistair. Had he really known something about their parents, or was he just manipulating them? She tried to put it out of her mind.
"Where are the bones?" Dan asked. Then they turned a corner into a large room and Dan said, "Oh. "
It was the creepiest place Amy had ever seen. Against the walls, human bones were stacked like firewood from the floor to above Amys head. The remains were yellow and brown -- mostly leg bones, but skulls stared out here and there like patches on a quilt. A line of skulls topped each stack.
Amy walked in awed silence. The next room was the same as the first -- wall after wall of moldering remains. Dim electric lights cast eerie shadows over the dead, making their empty eye sockets look even scarier.
"Gross," Nellie managed. "Theres, like, thousands. "
"Millions," Amy said. "This is only one small part. "
"They dug all these people up?" Dan asked. "Who would want that job?"
Amy didnt know, but she was amazed how the workers had made patterns with skulls in the stacks of femurs -- diagonals, stripes, connect-the-dot shapes. In a weird, horrible way, it was almost beautiful.
In the third room, they found a stone altar with unlit candles.
"We need to find the oldest section," Amy said. "These bones are too recent. Look at the plaque. Its from 1804. "
She led the way. Eyeless sockets of the dead seemed to stare at them as they passed.
"These are cool," Dan decided. "Maybe I could -- "
"No, Dan," Lexi said. "You can't collect human bones. "
"Awww. "
Nellie mumbled something that sounded like a prayer in Spanish. "Why would Benjamin Franklin want to come down here?"
"He was a scientist. " Amy kept walking, reading the dates on the brass plaques. "He liked public works projects. This wouldve fascinated him. "
"Millions of dead people," Nellie said. "Real fascinating. "
They turned down a narrow corridor and found themselves facing a metal gate. Amy shook the bars. The gate creaked open like it hadn't been used in hundreds of years.
"Are you sure we should go down there?" Nellie asked.
Amy nodded. The dates were getting older. On the other hand, there were no metal pipes on the ceiling up ahead, which meant no electric lights.
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39 clues (Ian Kabra x FemReader)
FanfictionIt starts when Amy, Lexi and Dan Cahill, three orphans who discover, upon their grandmother Grace's death, that they are part of the powerful Cahill family, whose members constantly fight each other for Clues, which are ingredients to a mysterious s...