The lost city of Atlantis was what Edoardo decided to research about. During the morning jog, Edoardo encountered Savio, the middle aged pannel beater, sitting on a wooden stool in front of the boat house. He had told Edoardo,who had been living in the island for 10 months, about the city of Atlantis.
"It is believed that our island is the only remaining remnant of the old city."
"Really? Why is that so?" Edoardo asked curiously. Savio's brown eyes flashed with enthusiasm.
"Well, have you ever went to visit the old Megalithic temples?"
"Yes. They're one of the main tourist attraction, right?"
"Yes, yes. But the tour leaders won't tell you this... Have you ever wondered how the smallest Island in the Mediterranean sea has one of the largest temples. That is because we're living on the remains of the City of Atlantis."
"Is there a proof?"
"Proof? Well no but tell me Edoardo, you're wearing that horn amulet."
"It's supposed to protect you from the evil eye."
"Do you believe in the evil eye?"
"I believe in God. I believe in evil too."
"And you can't prove that God exist, can you?"
Alberto had no idea why Edoardo was working on the old beaten laptop. When he walked over his shoulder, he noticed that he was researching about the city of Atlantis. He rolled his eyes and asked Edward why was he researching.
"I'm not researching. I'm simply reading."
"Same thing," Alberto said and went in front of the TV. He started flipping through the channels until he decided to watch a documentary about a woman with the largest breast implants. That us until he fell asleep five minutes after. Meanwhile, the woman who loved reading by the sea, was also watching a documentary in the comfort of her bedroom. However, the documentary was about the Santorini islands. However, her attention shifted towards the telephone. She suddenly remembered that her sister didn't call to wish her happy birthday. Well, it was still 4pm… the night was young.
