Daniel stepped back into the corridor and fixed his sights on two Priors as Foster and Blanc did the same on the remaining three Priors. The Priors stood in the middle of the room and the three soldiers silently, even so with the anti-Prior injections they could have had a party and the Priors wouldn't have been able to detected them, walked around the edge of the room. Daniel breathed a bit of relief as they came to the other side, and watched as Blanc mounted the EYE to the wall, between the torches and the doorway.
"Ok, all is set," Blanc said, looking at his screen. "When we come down this way again, we should be able to see if there is anything in our way."
Daniel nodded solemnly. He didn't have to tell them what would happen if their 72-hour window closed before they got out. Daniel assumed that they signed up knowing the risks. "Let's continue," Daniel muttered. He glanced back to the life signs device. The dots were closer.
Daniel watched as they walked, trying not to let the small leaps of hope override his senses. The dots were now almost on top of them, yet they hadn't reached any big room to explain why the dots were close.
"Doctor," Blanc said, looking over Daniel's shoulder. "Do you think they are on another hall?"
"Perhaps, but I didn't see any alternative routes, did you?" Blanc shook his head and turned his light toward the walls. Fire light only touched so many dark corners.
Daniel was only half watching as Blanc and Foster were sweeping the walls when he caught a bit of hieroglyphic looking writing. "Wait, go back." The two soldiers swept back toward the place where Daniel thought he saw the writing. "Here," he said, softly caressing the chiseled writing.
Moving Foster's light so it shown from under the etching, Daniel silently let his fingers linger. "I think this is a false door," he breathed. "It says that the rebels will find nothing beyond the passage – I think this corridor is the 'passage' – but redemption is beyond the portal." He glanced at the two soldiers. "Shall we?"