So I know I've been a horrible Goddess here. It's been a LONG ASS TIME since I posted last. I know a lot of you hate me with a burning passion because of where I left it. And you're going to hate me even more because this chapter is so flipping short. But I've been focusing on Fiction works of my own and poetry. Real meaty stuff there. Even have a Tumblr with some of my meat on it!

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We walked through the enormous doors and we met with a small room. An extremely fat person couldn't make it more than a few yards, and the ceiling was so short, if Zach was any taller then he would have had to duck. I lead the way through the tunnel, still holding Zach's hand. Finally I escaped the narrow passageway and entered a large room. It was paved from ceiling to floor with odd shaped bricks. There were no doors out except the one we had just came through. The a map similar to the one we found in my fathers' journal was carved into the floor.

"Do you think," said Zach, trailing off. I just nodded; if our suspicions were correct we were looking at a map of the city.

In four corners, four different fires burned in braziers; which would explain the flicker of light I had seen. Directly in front of us, there was a poem etched on the wall.

"Crash on the rocks, fall to your knees.

Crying out, you beg and you plead.

Nothing is given, it must be earned

Faith is not there until it is learned

The road is rough, full of tears

Fighting to continue while facing your fears," I read aloud.

"Why do I feel as I this won't be a walk in the park," Zach said with a chuckle than a groan.

"Maybe we should go back, until Jonas can fix up your stomach," I said. Zach shook his head, "It's me and you. I can handle whatever Ioseph throws in our way." He had a strained grin on his face, but I knew he would never go back.

"So what do you think we should do first," I asked. Zach smirked and dropped to his knees; then began to moan.

I laughed, "Good idea, too bad it doesn't work." Zach rose to his feet and laughed again. "Oh Cam, that's the first time I've seen you smile all day." I was shocked to realize it was true. The weight of the mission had been resting on my shoulders for such a long time…

My smile faded as I saw something. "Zach, the map. You have your copy still?" he nodded me and handed me a black and white photocopy of the map. I stepped backward and saw a faded infinity symbol resting under layers of dust, just like on our map. I set the map on top on the symbol so that the map matched the rest of the tunnels. I studied it carefully, hoping something would catch my eye. Then I saw it. Again, it was such a small detail that, if I hadn't been a Gallagher girl I would have missed it entirely.

"Zach, go over to that corner. See if there is some switch or button." He looked at me as if I had lost my marble, but I had seen something on the map. The infinity symbol was in a box with only three corners. The missing corner was the one I had sent Zach to. He knocked on all the bricks on the walls and stomped on all of the bricks that paved the floor. He looked at me and shrugged. I picked up the map and walked over to him. I studied the corner and smirked. I reached out and pulled the torch that rested in the brazier out. The wall began to grumble and groan. Zach and I jumped back in shock. Next thing we knew the wall had crumbled; leaving a pile of rubble and a hole in the wall, more specifically a tunnel. Fires exploded on torch tips down the corridor, lighting out way.

"Cammie, you never cease to amaze me," said Zach shaking his head. I winked once at him then turned around to study the map etched into the floor. There were twists and turns and dead ends. It looked like an abstract drawing.

"So I guess we just follow the tunnels," I said, smirking at Zach. He smiled at me and grabbed my hand. Then we walked forward to meet our destiny once again.

Another cliffie but I have writers block. By the way, if you skipped over my rant at the top of my page. Check it out. Please!

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