Whispers of the Ancients

Previously

…He looked back at Dr. Reed’s journal, at the cryptic symbols and the prophecy. The Serpent's Eye. The Path of the Unfolding. The Great Awakening. He felt a surge of grim determination. Dr. Reed had been silenced, but her whispers, etched in ink and carved into obsidian, were still speaking. And Corbin, jaded as he was, was finally ready to listen. He picked up his coat. It was time to visit a certain antiquities dealer Dr. Reed had mentioned in her notes, a man rumored to have an extensive collection of… unusual items. A man who might know more about the Order of the Veil than he let on. The hunt had truly begun.