Atticus admitted. âBut there was one key glyph in the book I couldnât decipher. Unless I misunderstood it, it didnât fit with the
pok-a-tok
theme. I was hoping we could get by without it . . . .â
âWhich one? Show it to me,â Amy said.
She and Atticus were leading the group, following the map to the letter, being very careful to mark their way. Getting lost in this dense jungle would be a disaster. They traveled light and fast, carrying only their backpacks, Oliviaâs book, and some water. Dan wished theyâd also brought a couple of gallons of soda.
The trail they hiked was nothing more than a narrow dirt path, overgrown with ferns and vines that they had to hack out of the way. Up ahead was the stone entrance to some kind of ancient house. It had only been partially excavated, but it looked cool and dark inside.
âWeâll stop there and rest for a minute,â Amy said.
âYouâre going to let us rest? Thatâs kind of you,â Dan snapped.
Amyâs eyes flashed at him angrily. âWeâve got to get the crystal and get back before dark, Dan. You know that.â
âI know,â he said, pushing aside his guilt. They sat down to rest in the shade of the stone entrance.
âLook, weâre almost there. Youâll feel better after youâve had a little water and something to eat.â
After their rest they continued through the jungle, which grew hotter and more humid every minute. About half an hour later, Atticus stopped in front of a mass of vines and branches. âThis is it.â
â
This
is it?â Dan asked. It looked like a hill. There was no sign of any ancient ruins. Just a lot of tangled-up vines. âAre you sure?â
Att glanced down at the map and nodded. âIâm pretty sure.â He ripped away some vines until a wooden stela, or threshold, appeared. Jake stepped in to help him clear the doorway. The stela was carved with glyphs Dan couldnât decipher, but one image was clear: the face of a laughing monkey.
âThatâs it,â Atticus said. âThere was a monkey mask right next to the
pok-a-tok
code. There was still the other glyph I never figured out, but this is a good sign.â
âThank goodness,â Amy said. Dan could hear the relief in her voice. âLetâs get that crystal.â
Jake cleared out the entrance and they crawled into the ruined temple. The ceiling had caved in at some point, so once they crawled through a tunnel-like entrance, they found themselves surrounded by four crumbling walls under open sky.
âWhat are we looking for, Atticus?â Dan asked.
âAny structure that could be an altar, and a piece of stone that looks different from the limestone around it,â Atticus said.
They each took one wall, clearing away jungle growth until they could see stone. It was hot, hard work, and they had to be careful not to destroy anything. Someday this ruin would be excavated and might hold valuable secrets of the past. But for now it held a key ingredient to the serum antidote.
âI think I found an altar!â Jake called out at last.
They all hurried over to look. Atticus ran his hands carefully over the stone. Screaming animal faces were carved into the rock, each one representing a Mayan god.
âEverybody pore over this wall inch by inch,â Amy said. âWeâre looking for a smooth piece of quartz, any size.â
Dan and the others inched over the wall with their fingers, eyes close to the stone, searching for anything that might be the riven crystal. Dan finished his section and sat back, his heart sinking. He hadnât found anything unusual. âIâve got nothing,â he said.
âMe neither,â Jake said with a sigh. âAnyone else?â
Amy shook her head. âNo. Atticus? Youâre our last hope.â
He looked the most discouraged of all. âIt isnât here. I canât
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