The Churagai
July 13th, 1975, Utah
"Kurtis, focus," Konstantin said. "Pick it up with your mind." Kurtis wasn't used to picking up objects with his mind. Kurtis was trying to pick up the circular object - the churagai. He had saw other people and they used their hands. And so did he. It was much easier. "Kurtis, c'mon. Concentrate!" Konstantin's voice got increasingly more annoyed. Kurtis started crying. The churagai moved.
"But how do we
know where in Utah to go? It's pretty big and I don't think the
police are exactly going to let us dig holes in their streets."
Lara asked
"Well, it's a rough bet but there's two abandoned
streets, one in Provo City and the other in Santaquin." Kurtis
said, "Noone knows why they were abandoned. We could try them."
"I guess it's a good idea. It seems anywhere with some type
of artifact is always empty. I went to Egypt, and you'd think it'd be
full of life but there was only some bats and crocodiles." She
looked to Mr Collins. "What do you think?"
"It's a
good start. If only guesswork, at least it's something. Better than
nothing."
"I guess we should head off then." Lara
looked at her watch. "Maybe tomorrow then. It's just a bit late.
We'll need to book a flight." She turned to Kurtis and saw he
looked glum. "You okay?" Lara asked in a softer tone.
"Umm... yeah. Just thinking."
"Right, well
we'll see you again with that artifact."
"Bye, Lara.
Bye, Kurtis." Mr Collins smiled.