The Secret of the Locked Door

Previously

…It was bound in a dark, leathery material that seemed to absorb the light. Its pages were thick and yellowed, and the script upon them was unlike anything Alex had ever seen, yet somehow, inexplicably, they could read it. The dreams had prepared them. This was not a language of letters and syllables, but of symbols and intent, a direct transfer of meaning. Alex approached the pedestal, their footsteps unnervingly silent on the polished floor. The book seemed