C138 Elementary
My fingers trace the words that the Orttenburg scribes have written down on paper. I flip through the pages and review to check if everything is correct.
“How was it?” Seth asks as he hovers behind me, his fruity smell a constant torture. “All good?”
“Yes, all seems to be the same as I recalled.”
“So, our theory is correct then? The deeper you get into the people's minds
