Chapter 8 - Liana and Doctor Sanchez
Inside the UNESCO building, Antonio approached the reception desk. Ophelia stood beside him, staring through a glass wall at a concrete path outside. Lined by neat rows of prehistoric trees, the path seemed to meander downhill, then disappeared under an ancient archway. Curious, Ophelia wanted to know what was on the other side of path.
‘You cannot afford it,’ Antonio whispered in her ear.
‘What?’
‘That little adventure you are looking at is only for the wealthiest tourists,’ he replied. ‘Follow me.’
Ophelia followed Antonio, and about 50 other people, through a side door and into a hallway. It was long, dimly lit and descending, far too reminiscent of her time underground. Her legs wobbled, then went numb, just as they had done when the Sentinels
