I placed the note back on the platform. Thinking better of it I quickly picked it up again and carefully placed it into my pocket. Just re-reading it gives me focus so I’d better keep it for darker times.
My head stopped hurting from looking at the optical illusion of this thing so I turned my attention to courtyard I was in.
The floor was clean red brick. The courtyard was circular, about the size of the basketball court I used to play in last year.
No. Wait…it was not circular but nearly circular. I walked over the red bricks to one wall and there in the wall was a door. In front of the door was a marble medallion set into the floor. The smooth, polished marble formed a sharp contrast to the rough red brick. The medallion was beautiful…with inlaid gold, silver and what looked like precious jewels.
I took a short tour of the medallions in the floor with their matching doors. I felt my pockets and found the thin notebook. I drew a septagon and placed seven circles at each side
- A cut-away drawing of a persons head
In the middle of the septagon I placed a square for the Lock. I went back to the first medallion and stopped in my tracks. In large friendly letters were the words:
Enter here, my friend.
I quickly ran around to the other doors and they were all uninvitingly blank. I returned to the first door and placed my hand on the lever.