"Well, that's all for today. Let's get everything packed up and head back to the lab." An aged gentleman called. Words of confirmation could be heard around the room.
It took twenty minutes for the team of archeologists to pack up their gear and hike out of the ruins. Twenty minutes of stone walls and brick tiles. Twenty minutes of eyes lining the wall, watching as they passed. The eyes would never blink, never move. They were carvings in the Ruins of Alph.
Back at the lab, the project head sat at a desk with his computer. He was going through the pictures they had taken that day, while viewing readouts from their scans. He sighed as he rubbed his eyes, and glanced at the time. The office was quiet. He was one of the few still awake in the lab. Everyone else had returned to their hotels in Violet City.
A knock sounded at the door to his office. He looked up, "Ah. Hello Jeremy. What can I do for you?"
The man stepped in, "I was wondering if we will be working the same hours tomorrow, sir. With all the tourists that will be arriving, it could slow down our work."
The older man thought for a second, "I think that we could perhaps get some work done early morning, before the crowds arrive, and perhaps later in the day, before closing time. That way, we can avoid the majority of the crowds, and still get some work done. So about seven till ten in the morning, and perhaps five till seven in the afternoon."
"I'll message everyone the new times. Thank you, Director. I'll see you tomorrow, sir." Jeremy turned to leave.
"Actually, Jeremy," The younger man turned, "I won't be joining you in the chamber tomorrow. You see, my daughter, Sarah, is in town this week, and I'd like to see her again. So you can expect me early in the morning, but I won't be cataloguing the ruins with you."
"Ah. I understand. Have fun with your daughter. Good night Director."
"Good night."
Jeremy departed, closing the building door behind him as he set down the path towards the guard house. The director leaned back, sighing as he closed his eyes for a moment. He reached across his desk and picked up a small picture frame. A girl, about ten years old when the picture was taken, and her absol were centered in the shot. The man smiled, "I look forward to seeing how much you and Solomon have grown, Sarah."