Indy and Zi walked inside the Erechtheum, these were very unlike temples in Egypt that had writing on everything. The walls in here had none to speak of.

"So, are the walls supposed to 'speak' to us then?" Zi asked noticing that Indy was feeling the walls as if there was something written that couldn't be seen.

"All we have to go on right now is a picture and some writing, now we have got to rely a little on hope that there is a clue in here. Something that will lead us to understand the seal more and to its whereabouts." Zi understood; there are some things that must be relied on faith.

Zi followed Indy's example, looking closely to the walls. She had strayed away from him, but she had seen a line that was engraved in the wall. Very faintly there was an image of a hieroglyph. 'There must be more to this,' Zi thought.

"Hey, Indy," Zi called. "You need to see this." Indy looked up, noticed that Zi was a ways down the hall, and started walking up to her. Zi, not being able to wait, started brushing away some dirt that had built up on the wall away. Her finger must have grazed some kind of kind of booby trap; it opened a trap door in the floor that Zi was standing on. Indy was just a few steps away as Zi went through the floor.

The trap door slid Zi down a winding slide. As she slid down, torches lit up around her as if by magic. This would have probably freaked Zi out had she not been a witness to the last adventure she had with her brother. The torches, however, showed Zi that the slide was almost at an end, and she couldn't see the bottom, only a rope that hung right in the center of the room.

Zi thought quickly and grabbed the rope as she reached the end. It was a good thing too, for while torches lit up on the way down, she noticed that the slide had been affected by time. She didn't know where she was, or how to get out of it. This would be a hard thing to explain to her brother, she laughed to herself.

"At least there's light," Zi said to herself, just wanting to make sure she still had her wits about her. She looked around at the torches and realized then that colossus statues surrounded her.

They were done in the Greek style of scenes from the Old Testament. Which was odd, Zi thought, since the Greeks didn't follow the stories of the Bible. But there was a statue of Noah, with the waves of the flood and the animals on the ark on his robes. In his hand was a scroll that had engraved in it the Seal of Solomon. They were on the right track. Next to him was a statue of a king that was pointing across the room.

In this statues robes was engraved and image that Zi could just make out. There were two women in front of the throne of a king. Between them was a man holding a sword in his right hand, in the act of swinging. In his other hand was a baby being held by its foot. Zi knew of only one story that involved these types of characters.

"That must be King Solomon," Zi said excitedly, almost letting go of the rope. Across the room, where the king was pointing, was another colossus statue.

Indy was starting to panic. He didn't know how Zi got sucked into the floor. Was there a button or a lever somewhere?

"Zi, can you hear me?" He yelled into the floor. "If you can, I will find a way to get you out of there." Indy looked around; he was a bit at a loss. There was writing on the wall, but he didn't know what all the symbols meant. He didn't want to hit the same lever and be sucked down too, he wasn't sure what was at the bottom, or if there was a way out once he got in.

Diligently, Indy studied the wall, looking at the notes that Zi wrote in his notebook of some of the symbols that they had discovered early on in their search.

After a few minutes, Indy found something. He saw the outline of the trap door. After moving from on top of it, he dragged his fingers across the wall. He found, just as Zi did, an area that was caked on with dirt. He started brushing the dirt away. As he did, the floor started opening. He had found the trigger for the trap door.

He glanced in and saw Zi hanging on a rope.

"Are you ok?" he asked.

"I'm fine. My arms are a little tired though," Zi joked.

"I'll get you out in a moment, I just have to figure out how to keep this door open."

"Alright, I'll be here," as she said that, the floor closed and Zi was left alone.

"Okay, now to figure out how to hold this button in." Indy glanced around the hall. There was nothing and he didn't want to stray too far.

"Have you lost something?" Came a female voice with a British accent.

"No, I just need more than two hands, so it seems," Indy responded.

"Well, that is where we can help," she replied indicating the two men that were with her. One man wore all black, and had tattoos on his cheeks. The other wore brown pants and a white shirt, a big contrast to the other man.

"Great," Indy said standing up. "You see the outline in the dirt there?" Indy asked pointing to the outline he drew. The three guests nodded. "That's a trap door, I need one of you to hold this trigger so I can descend into where ever this leads and come back out." The three nodded and the woman walked over to the side and pushed in the button.

The floor opened and Indy braced himself on the slide until he was close enough to Zi so that he could grab onto the rope.

"Hey, what's new?" Indy asked Zi when he reached her.

"Oh, you know, just hanging around." Zi responded.

"Can you climb up and get on my back?"

"I think so," Zi's arms were tired from holding herself up, but she used all the strength she could muster to climb up the rope and crawl on his back. The rest of the work Indy did.

Zi crawled up out of the underground room and was helped by the gentleman in black.

"Are you okay?" Indy asked as he came up behind Zi.