Kamchatka
Russian Wilderness
1960
Indy crested the top of the hill and dropped to the ground.
"Dad!" Emily cried, racing forward.
Indy held up his hand, turned and shushed them at a distance. Then lowered his hand and motioned for Emily and Shorty to come.
Emily dropped to the ground, Shorty following her, both crawling through the high grass. They reached the top of the ridge and Indy pointed.
"If there was ever a valley in the shadow of death, this is it," he muttered.
The land was blackened and flowing with rivers of lava. The air shimmered and stank with sulfurous plumes of yellowish rotting smoke. Fiery porous rocks exploded from cauldrons of rock, as the lava sloshed and boiled up from inside the earth. There were rumblings under the ground's surface... and instead of soil - the ground was a black and razor sharp careening sea of stone, bucking and frothing like a frozen angry obsidian ocean.
And in the center of the valley - was a circle of standing stones. Edo and his men were inside the standing stones. Tied on the western edge of the circle was a dark haired woman.
Indy handed his binoculars to Emily. "Do the carvings on those stones look familiar?"
Emily took the binoculars and sharpened the focus. "Yeah. We saw ones like that in Russia at the site Professor Kuzmin and Anastasia were excavating. It was a shamaness' grave site."
Indy nodded grimly. "I saw ones like this on Attu too, when I picked up the first sword in the barrow grave. Tell me what you see on the stones on the western edge."
"West tends to be the land of death," Emily replied, moving the binoculars.
One of the men looked up from the ceremony.
"Get down!" Indy hissed, pushing Emily face first in the grass.
"How could he have seen us?" Shorty whispered. "The sun is in the other direction!"
"The lava could have reflected off the binocular's lenses," Indy whispered. "Stay still. And remember - Edo's Japanese - they perfected the art of ninjas and sneaking around."
"And torture," Shorty added. "Are those Kempeitai uniforms?"
They waited a moment longer. Indy slipped his hat off and folded it, using it to shade the binocular's lenses. "Yeah. That's the Kempeitai uniform. Plus the White Dragon insignia."
"What does that mean?" Emily asked.
"You don't know?" Shorty's jaw dropped.
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