Indiana Jones and the Gold of King Midas - Part 2

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Posted by Natali Lekka from ppp112.ath-users.acropolis.net on April 07, 2001 at 12:13:22:

I was to meet a guy called Alper Yesil. He owned a bookstore in Izmir with rare manuscripts and books, some of which his good friend Henry Jones had brought him from his trips. Yesil was a librarian and a good one indeed; he could find any book that had ever been printed in the last 3,000 years concerning ancient Mediterranean civilizations.
“What did Dr. Jones tell you?” he asked me in a heavy accent. “I don’t know. He gave me an envelope with a few instructions in it. I think he wants me to do some research for him.”
“No, I think he wants you to see this,” he said and hanged the “We’re closed” sign on the door. He turned a large polygonal stone to his left and a door opened under the counter. “This bookstore has been built on an ancient catacomb. Don’t be surprised by what you are going to see.” We descended a rusty ladder and crossed a low-ceilinged corridor with thousands of books on the left and right. There was scarce light coming from the ground. “Is there anything underneath?” I asked. “Well Randy, this is as far as I take my clients. For the rest, there is this,” he said and opened what seemed to be an underground door.
A blindly white light flashed from that underground room and made my unaccustomed eyes ache. ‘What is this place?” I said raising my left hand before my eyes. “This is an ancient Greek sanctuary that is more than 2,500 years old. It sank down the earth due to the earthquakes that hit this place centuries ago.” When my eyes finally got used to this dazzling light I realised that what I had been seeing all that time was the glaring reflection of treasure; two chests full of ancient coins! “Where did you get that?” I said amazed.
“People would kill to have it,” said Alper. “You have no idea how many people are looking for this. I had one man asking me about it this very morning.” “Ohh, I can sure imagine that,” said I unable to take my eyes away from that feast of light and wealth. “It looks dirty and old from the outside but the inside is…” continued Alper. “What?” I said in clear wonder. “The book, Randy, the book. Be careful with it. It’s 3,200 years old. It contains the Annals of every single King who ruled the region of Phrygia till the 5th century BC. It’s invaluable.” “Oh, I see and…this?”, I said as if hypnotized.
“You mean the treasure? Oh that’s nothing compared to what we will find in ancient Gordium, but don’t ask too many questions now.”
When we finally returned to the bookstore, the obvious question came to my mind. “Where is Dr. Jones by the way?”
“Didn’t he tell you? He is in Egypt!”
The following morning we received a telegram.
I’ll be back in two days. Stop.
I’ve got some great things to tell you. Stop
H. J.
(to be continued...)
Written by Natali Lekka in Greece
nattie19@yahoo.com


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