Lions-on-Line Fall 2013

“If you are all on a treasure hunt…” Summer prayed that he wouldn’t say ‘I’m going to call your parents’, but instead he said, “…then I want in. but if there are guns and bad guys involved then I’m not going!” he laughed, and the three students laughed uneasily.

A few minutes later, an old neon Chrysler sped onto a highway heading to the coast of Central Greece.

Part Three: Revelation at Delphi At around eleven o’clock at night, after Summer had decoded the location of whatever had Dr. Angelis killed, the four arrived at the Temple of Apollo at Delphi. Christina, Max and Sam all groaned when they realized that they would have to walk all the way up Mount Parnassus, which would take an hour over five mile hike. Summer convinced Christina and Max to accompany her to the temple, but Sam Portokalis could not be swayed. Soon they all agreed that Sam could stay behind to watch the car.

Incredibly enough, it only took half an hour to arrive at the temple, and to them it was awe-inspiring to see the whole of Delphi. To Summer, she could almost hear the prophecies that the Oracle and her cult once said thousands of years ago. To Max, he could almost see Delphi in its former glory; and to Christina, it was…well, no one knows what she was thinking that moment, whether it was food or the environment.

“Okay, whatever these guys want, and what Angelis died for, it’s going to be in the Temple of Apollo.” Summer said, while fingering the scroll in her hand.

“How do you come by that, Summer?” Christina asked, once again being a skeptic.

“The clue says that we should go to ‘the Sacred Hall of the Oracle’, and the Greek term for that, is the adyton, which means ‘inaccessible’. Most people think that it was located in the Temple of Apollo, according to the brochure I picked up down the mountain.” Summer said.

“Dr. Angelis was looking for the lost adyton, but why, I wonder? You know, if people have already decided where it would have been.” Max inquired.

“Because, it’s been rumored that the omphalos found in what’s been believed to be the adyton is nothing but a pathetic fake.” A new voice said from behind them, shocking the daylights out of Summer, Max, and Christina. They spun around to find a woman, in her early thirties, dressed in a black coat, with long blond hair, and pale complexion, but had violet eyes.

“Uh, hello,” said Summer in a dazed shock. “Who are you, and why did you scare us like this?” The woman shrugged and said: “My name is Margarita Elena Kostovrakis, and I am the CEO of Python Industries.” She replied in a harsh, commanding voice.

Instantly, Summer could tell that something was wrong. The woman had appeared out of nowhere, and claimed to be a billionaire CEO of the world’s biggest vehicle production company. Something’s fishy, Summer thought. She looked around, to see if anyone else was in the vicinity of the Temple.

“Are you okay?” Margarita asked Summer, who turned to look at the new arrival.

“Yes, I’m fine. Why are you here, anyway?” Summer asked suspiciously.

“I’m inspecting the site that my company is funding and you three talking just so happened to wake me up. Why are you three here anyway at 11:30 at night?” Margarita Kostovrakis said. The teenagers looked at each other for a second, unsure of what to do, or to say. Suddenly, a gunshot rang throughout the air around Mount Parnassus. The three teenagers 25