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Just as soon as she had found her way in to the dome, tracing the signals back to a watertight box in the middle of the structure, had not taken long.
She had stopped herself before opening it though.
If the box was watertight… that suggested what was within couldn’t take water.
She dug out her camera…
If what was inside would fall apart as she opened the lid, at least she would document what she had found.
Up the lid went.
There it was… that was the radio all right…
It was turned off…
Right next to it…
Already in the process of disintegrating…
Was a stack of papers.
With rules on them.
Nothing special.
It was perfectly normal rules.
What was special, was the titles.
“Atlantis” it said…
“These are the laws of Atlantis.”
Panic.
With shaking hands, she had photographed every single page, before they fell apart.
Just making it in the nick of time…
Sighing heavily in relief.
…
Wait a moment….
The radio was turned off.
Turned off.
And then came the critical thinking.
A watertight box at the bottom of the ocean…
With a wad of paper in it.
Paper that would be destroyed the second the box was opened…
From Atlantis…
On paper.
…At least 2000 b.c.
From Atlantis…
Paper.
With writings on it…
That she could understand…
4000 years old at least….
In the same box as…
Well as the radio….
The radio she had been looking for all this time….
A radio, that was turned off.
Rusted shut.
In the bottom of a watertight box.
Sending signals, without even being turned on.
And alongside this relatively modern thing…
This radio…
She had found this ancient script from a city of myths…
A script whose text she could understand.
Why could she understand it?
She shouldn’t be able to understand it.
Alphabet based writing had not been invented yet, much less an alphabet that she would know of.
All this inside a watertight dome…
Why waterproof further, when you have a watertight dome?
It is strange what can make us stop in our tracks…
This paper mystery apparently was what sent her over the edge.
She thought back at all the things that had happened in the last days… at all the little odditys that had made no sense. That she couldn’t explain.
Impossible colours.
Impossible lights.
Radio signals overlapping.
Impossible radios.
…
Mermaids suddenly disappearing right before her eyes.
She could feel it all gnawing trough her brain.
A coelacanth swam past in front of her...
That was it…
It wasn’t true.
None of it was true.
It was all a lie.
She could feel her vision failing.