“Maybe, if we go down to the pyramid again to observe the surroundings, we might have a better chance than just sitting here?” asked Neva. He was right. We need to move our butts or else we too would be out of food and out of minds soon. We owed the people on the ship with their lives. With that realization, we stood up, dusted our clothes, and made our way back into the stairs down to the underground chamber.

Second time, we found the trip down much easier. Maybe we were used to it. But soon, the pyramid was within our view and unlike our first trip; it was glowing so brightly that we had to wear glasses. The light also shed many of the buildings easier to explore as we could observe them much more clearly than the first time with our torch lights. To our surprise, although we should have expected it, there were writings on the walls of many buildings and they were like the Egyptians’ Hieroglyphic but not the exact symbols. Dio was an expert in ancient Earth’s history, but he gave up shortly after trying to read some texts. But if we were to solve the mysteries of the pyramid soon, we would have to decipher those texts soon.

“Hey everyone! Look over here. Don’t the texts here reminds you of anything?” Dio’s excited voice rang along the dome. We hurried towards the place he was standing and look at the texts on the wall. They seemed strangely familiar to us all but somehow couldn’t recall a definite answer to it. Then Neva spoke up.

“I know. They are a mixture of unknown symbols with an ancient Indian language called Sanskrit!” Neva shouted.

We had found our own Rosetta stone.