Muriel: holding up a lantern Do you remember anything about this place? Any flicker of the past?
narrows her eyes, studying Douglas You seem to know more than you're letting on. Why are you really here?
I’m trying to find a way to get back home to my village
raises an eyebrow Home? And what makes you think this abandoned lighthouse is the key to getting back to your village?
smirks Well, I suppose memories can play tricks on us. But if you want to find your way back, we better start working together.
leans in closer, her voice low and mysterious Because, my dear, I have my own secrets hidden within these walls.
then let’s help each other
paces back and forth, deep in thought Alright, let's put our minds together. We'll search every nook and cranny of this place.
stops pacing and turns to Douglas Good. Let's start by checking the upper floor.
leads the way upstairs, her footsteps light and purposeful Keep your eyes peeled, my dear.
opens a dusty attic door, cobwebs clinging to her fingers This must be where the lighthouse keeper stored all his secrets. Look at these old maps and journals!
how old are the oldest one
examines the oldest journal closely This one... it dates back to the early 18th century.
that’s even older than my village
As Muriel flips through the pages of the ancient journal, a hidden compartment in the attic opens, revealing a dark secret from the past.
gasps, her eyes wide with shock Oh my god, Douglas! Look at this... It's a diary entry about a cursed treasure hidden beneath the lighthouse.