CHAPTER 14
-PART ONE-
"The Tomb of dream"
"It started with a dream and that dream was to make the Town of Realm civilize, to make Realm the most famous town in west, a town that could compete to a city." Knight-Lock read the article's introduction.
"1820, the mayor of the Town Martha Hong Richardson wanted her ambition to be realized. Whatever she wanted, she got. Like when she wanted a spectacular building to be built in the heart of the Town and be the Hall of justice. The Town's City hall and other ambitious building designed by the infamous architect named Leandro Hong and was being complete in a record of 98 days." - Lock
"Holy Cow! Take note for Martha Hong and Leandro Hong" Gray stated
"Is Leandro Hong—" –Gray
"No! Leandro Hong is her son" Pendelton said
"For Martha, Realm Town was in a strategic position to be a famous city-like-town and could be an worldwide marketplace for authority and real estate companies. She focuses to her project; The Town's art theater, designed by an international artist Thomas Martin. It made sense to have a Town's Theater." –Lock
"Thomas Martin" Price whispers
"Isn't it too strange that they have a new architect for their so-called new investment?" Gray interrogates
"It is both for young and old, from east or from west, north or south. It can make our time as civilize than the other" she said in a press conference before the Town's festival.
The building was based or inspired from the Parthenon in Athens, a temple to honor the goddess Athena.
There was a grand plan for the building, but it was eventually redesigned to become an auditorium, a film lab and film archives. Whatever royalty could imagine. With three months to go before the scheduled date, a budget of 20 million dollars; supposedly allocated for a new wing of the town's hospital, it was predictably a disaster waiting to happen. Nevertheless, around 257 laborers were hired and they rotated among shifts across 24 hours.
With a more sensible time frame, the grand lobby would need five weeks, for the center, 100 workers finished it in just 72 hours.
October 3rd 1820, at around 3 o'clock in the morning, the time that marks the beginning of twilight before sunrise. Scaffolding on the thirteenth floor collapsed and workers were trapped in the quick-drying cement. Problem started when quick-drying cement was poured on each floor without waiting for the layers to dry. Due to rush and the endless hours of working, too much was poured, resulting in the disaster." –Lock
"That was the thing I was expecting" Gray reacted as he hears Lock's story telling.
"Izabelle Dolores Copper, former public relations officer and a newspaper publisher named 'The Abyss of Realm' saw the immediate aftermath of the accident. Dolores was also the daughter of former press secretary and columnist, Matthias Copper, who was then working for New York Times Newsprint. Matthias wanted to write a story about it and he told Dolores that she should rush to the so-called location.
"From a distance, I could see people in stretchers being carried out, frozen in cement. When I got there, they were still digging out people; the said cement was not completely as hard as everyone thought it could be. There was a guy that the medical experts try to keep from going into a shock" Dolores stated in an interview.
"Half of his body was buried. He was alive, yet half buried. I don't know what it was, but the doctors trying to keep him awake, alert or anything everyone could possible do just to make the guy awake to avoid coma or shock, they kept him singing Christmas song but there is something wrong, the song become horrifying as the man's voice suddenly changes. First, I thought It was just his own version of Carol of the bells but later on as he sang it repeatedly his dark voice with his dark eyes create an eerie music that gives everyone goosebumps." She added.

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