"Okay, so how many more gems do we have to get?" Alec asks.
"Eight." Devon replies, holding up eight fingers.
"Along with two artifacts." Kyler adds on.
"But you guys didn't get a clue with the gem, did you guys?" Shay asks the Fixer and the Novelist. They shake their heads. "We didn't."
"Wait." Bryan stands up and remembers something. "We never used it." He looks around the shelves for minute before pulling out a small scroll. "It's the scroll I won from the baking room earlier."
The room bursts with relief. Bryan opens the scroll, Olivia, Nancy and Nyadhol all look at the scroll's contents as well as Bryan reads out loud.
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To recover the next gem, outsider, you must save our world from the Ice Witch's evil wrath. I have placed a compass in the the hearth that can lead you to our realm.
"Hearth means fireplace," mutters Daniel, turning to look at the fireplace behind them.
Alec takes one look at the bricks and realizes what they have to do. Together, he and Daniel push their way through the fireplace, revealing a small, hollow space inside.
"There's something in here." Daniel pulls a sphere-shaped object out of the hole. "What is this?"
The object turns out to be the magical compass that they're looking for. Daniel holds it up to the light. "I've never seen anything like this before."
"Is that all the note said?" asks Devon.
Bryan shakes his head. "It will lead you to our realm."
"Alec, Danny," questions Olivia, "is there anything else in there?"
Alec filters his hand through the hole in the fireplace. "Wait." His fingers touch a piece of paper. "Another note!"
Nancy's by his side in seconds. "What's it say?"
The compass will lead you to the portal between worlds, but its source of magic has faded in your realm. My spellbook has an incantation that will restore its magic.
"The spellbook's definitely in there," says Amarie, approaching a cabinet. "There's a lot of books in here."
Nyadhol Sure. Fine. Spellbooks. Let's do this.
The group rifles through the cabinet for a bit before Amarie finds the right book. "Wait a minute." She flips to a page, then smiles. "I think this is it."
