"Why?" George restively smiled at her.

" My wound, you said you'll gonna dress it today." She simpered looking at him.

" Ah, yes, okay." He right away took the kit and had some hot water from the kitchen to sterilize the dressing forcep.

Irrespective of his busy dressing activity, she started to shatter the silence.

"George, the jar. I found under a papyrus cover a smaller but an identical copy of the map upstairs with a covered sheet over it showing the jar, fork, cabinet and..." George had a glimpse on her eyes; scissored the gauze and covered it in a thoroughgoing manner. He then positioned to recline her comfortably on the pillow behind her.

" Where's that paper and the small map. May I see it Mag."

" She handed to him the journal, pointing its back cover."

" Its here?" He asked in awe.

" Yes. That jar you see is a mark but I tried inspecting all over it and see nothing."

George settled himself on a bamboo chair next to Magee's bed and scrutinized the map then alters the piece of paper to and fro. Magee as well had her eye on him likewise a.n.a.lyzing the jar thing on a clue.

The silence again got a load of query when suddenly George utter a word.

" Jar." The he immediately proceeded to the jar inside the room.

" He carry it out from its placement and tried to check below it. Magee then slowly slid down and joined him.

" Oh, careful. You should have stayed there Mag." Then he aided her so insistent to come closer towards the jar.

" Did you switch the position of this jar this morning?"

"I only touched it but I never changed its position."

" You stay for a while in here, don't move." Then he hurriedly ran heading to the kitchen.

" Albrecht, since you get back in this house, have you ever touched the position of the jar inside our bedroom?"

" No, I haven't. In fact, I promised my self not to even look at it and I remember what I have read in the journal that Sr. Sibal had written that I almost rip yesterday."

" What did he say?"

" Haha...but its funny!"

" Its okay, just tell me."

" Sr. Sibal wrote that I kept on embracing the jar when I was little and said, "...when Albrecht was still young he said, "I will move mountains with my jar's faucet. Where my faucet heads be the door of my kingdom that no one knows." Then Sr. Sibal added, " Edward's step children are great dreamers, at least we made Albrecht's dream came true.

It was enough to make George hastily returned to the bedroom and opened the window beside Baldur who was still sleeping.

" That exact point!" He whispered.

He got back to where Mag was standing and he spoke on her ear in undertone. " The tunnel possibly goes to that direction - on that rocky wall. But the risk maybe is, they don't usually use it before.

"But its a plain floor." She gazed on his eyes forming tiny wrinkles on her forehead.

" The 'mangkono' (Philippine ironwood) floor has to be removed if we're going to find it out later. When Baldur would wake up I would tell him about this. I'm pretty sure he could recall some excavation before.