We glanced at each other face, wondering what exactly happened. And all of us, with open mouths, stared at Dio, who was looking at his hand. He must have known of the implications of what he has done, didn’t he?
“What the heck happened here? Why? How?,” I asked.
“I don’t know. I guess I wanted to see what would happen if I place my hand on it. I didn’t know…,” said Dio in his weakest voice I heard from him. It sounded as if he didn’t know whether to celebrate or apologize for his actions.
“Dio, you are not an alien, are you?” Neva asked softly, “No. But how did you know?.”
“Guys, lets sort this out first. Then we shall ask questions. Agreed?,” I interrupted before it became a series of questions and answers while keeping track the time remaining before the main shop arrived at the orbit.
We shone lights into the hole and found it went down deep into the core. The whole thing reminded me of an ancient myth that I had read while I was still a child on Earth. It was a myth about a girl who was having a garden party, saw a white rabbit and followed it down a hole. It must have been a myth, for everyone lived underground long before I was born. The surface of the Earth was too dangerous for anyone to survive for more than a few minutes with no heavy suites of shelters and tanks.
One by one, we descended the “rabbit hole” and so on, found ourselves in a small room with another door blocking our path. Dio instinctively put his hand on the glass panel on the side and once again, the door slid into the earth to reveal a giant underground chamber. In front of us, there were buildings of varying sizes under the dome on the top of the chamber.
We strolled along the buildings, Nevo scanning the materials as he passed by, and soon we reached the center of the city. And that was where we stopped because it was the sight that we had seen many times before on the History Channel and in museums. In the center of the city, there was a pyramid.