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that opened off of it . What a strange place this was!
    The room was dimly lit and very noisy . There were several large bookshelves overflowing with clocks of all types , as well as watches and other time pieces of all shapes and sizes . There were g randfather c locks, g randmother c locks and cuckoo clocks , to name only a few , all making their tick-tock sounds . The continual mechanical noise from the oscillation of their pendulums would turn anyone mad! A closed glass cabinet sat in the middle of the room and housed a collection of small pocket timepieces. Above it, etched into the stone wall, were the words “ Touch Not Time ” .
    There were numerous old leather-bound reference books . Scott glanced at some of the titles, noticing that many were on the subject of ti me, motion and travel . Another smaller glass cabinet sat in the far corner of the room . It could have been easily overlooked, but for some reason it caught Scott’s attention. It contained an ancient, yellow -stained parchment manuscript that featured copious symbols arranged in a curious and complex pattern.
    The air felt oppressively heavy and moist from the relative humidity within the room. There was a sense that a thunderstorm might be near.
    ‘Does that old guy not tidy up? This place is so dusty!’ Cameron said, shaking his head in wonder.
    ‘Yeah, he’s supposed to I guess. What else could he be doing up here? ’
    The boys looked around again briefly , but soon grew bored and once again bounded up the spiral staircase . Around and around they went until they were dizzy . They caught their breath on the third level , still boyishly pulling and tugging at each other ; their shared sense of adventure and exploration made them feel closer than ever .
    On the top floor they found another room , even stranger than the one on the second level. A red fluorescent luminosity radiated outwards from the small doorway and cast a reddish glow onto the landing of the stone staircase where the boys stood. Bewildered, they were completely enclosed within the chillingly scarlet -hued light that flowed from the pentagon -shaped room . Entering cautiously, t hey found an electric bulb fitting on one of the five equal ly- si z ed walls and switched it on , instantly dispersing the uncanny red glow.
    What kind of place is this ? Scott wondered. The walls were covered with various panoramic and ornate murals. Their colours were rich and vibrant , yet at the same time strangely disquieting.
    The re were various Egyptian scrolls and a painting of a jackal preying on innocent people who ran about in great fear . One scene depicted the great sands of Egypt with its crumbling pyramids and temples. Another disconcerting scene seemed to be set in what looked like Mexico or some similar clime . It presented a series of ancient temples nestled in the dense greenery of a jungle . Upon the temples, t here were images of people involved in some form of macabre ceremon y . Some wore sad faces that told of oppression as they knelt in front of a great statue — an effigy with a monstrous head and an evil face . The entire mural was enclosed within a border of jungle vines. Some of the small figures were helplessly entangled, smothered in rampant vegetation. The scenes were very unsettling , and the boys stared at them almost as if in a trance , inquisitive yet anxious.
    ‘I think we should get out of here ! ’ Cameron whispered as both walked along side the mural, en trance d with the disturbing landscapes.
    A third vision was that of crumbling castles and cathedrals, all burning . T all orange, red, and yellow flames curved around the edges of the other pictures , lick ing and intertwin ing with the green vine jungles painted alongside . The second jungle scene held another distressing depiction , in which many chain-mail clad soldiers with red holy - crossed tunics and glistening metal helmets struggled to overcome the macabre worship of the nat i ves. Each warrior