around her face. The dark energy called to her senses, sending wave after wave of intoxicating thrills through her. She wanted to laugh and scream with delight.
She glanced at Elias and knew from the heat in his eyes that he sensed some of her own exhilaration.
She focused intently, searching for the psi-lock frequencies. When she identified them she went to work, deftly de-rezzing the currents until they flatlined.
The gate winked out of existence.
Hannah walked through the opening and swept out a hand. âWelcome back to my inheritance, the Arcane Societyâs legendary Lost Museum, otherwise known as the Midnight Carnival.â
Chapter 6
The Midnight Carnival looked as if it had been trapped in time and preserved in another dimension. The rides, booths, and concession standsâall garishly illuminated in lights that generated colors from across the spectrumâwere spread out around a vast green-quartz chamber. Here and there were entrances to halls and tunnels that held still more attractions.
Although the carnival was lit up, thanks to the paranormal crystals used to decorate the attractions, nothing moved. There was a great stillness, a dreamlike quality about the scene.
âIsnât it amazing?â Hannah said. âItâs as if the crowds and the behind-the-scenes workers just walked out a few minutes ago and left the lights on. None of the paint has faded and thereâs no dust anywhere.â
âThanks to the paranormal forces down here,â Elias said.
Hannah walked to a nearby concession stand illustrated with a picture of a giant slice of pizza.
âThereâs no garbage or rotting food, either,â she noted.
âThat would be thanks to the paranormal forces here, as well,â Elias reminded her. âThe tunnels are self-cleaning, remember. Food and other organic garbage would have disappeared over time.â He whistled softly. âThis is an incredible find. No wonder you rushed to file your claim on this sector. Itâs going to be worth a fortune to the Arcane Society.â
âI know. But I want to do a full inventory first to figure out exactly what Iâm selling so I can come up with the right asking price. Thatâs why Iâve held off notifying the Society.â
âDo you know who built this place?â Elias mused.
âIâm still researching the history of the Lost Museum. But I did find out that it was created by a First Gen colonist who was a member of the Arcane Society. His name was Aloysius Jones. He was in charge of the artifacts that the Society brought through the Curtain. Essentially, he was the director of Arcaneâs first museum here on Harmony. But when the Curtain closed and life got hard for the colonists, he was afraid the artifacts would be lost, stolen, or destroyed.â
âAccording to the history books, life was tough for the colonists after the Curtain closed. Most of their Old World technology failed within months and there were no replacement parts coming from Earth. The FirstGeneration was focused on survival while they figured out how to use rez amber in place of the Old World technology.â
âExactly,â Hannah said. âSo they didnât have time for civilized luxuries like museums. Aloysius Jones had every reason to believe that not only would the Arcane treasures be lost, but the Societyâs history as well. He built the Midnight Carnival to preserve both. And then he asked a powerful dreamlight talent to lock the entrances with a gate that could only be opened by someone with a similar para-psych profile.â
Elias smiled. âAnd that turned out to be you.â
âIâm sure there are others who could unlock the gates.â
âBut not many.â
âI donât think so.â
âOkay, why a carnival?â Elias asked. âWhy didnât Aloysius Jones just hide the artifacts down here and lock the entrances?â
âI think it
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