60 | John W. Warner IV and hard lessons learned. The lesser symbols below I have no acquaintance with. Well, Ill.. .be.. .damned Atlantis? Really? asked Takuta. Bea looked back. Yes, really. But if you prefer Pacific Lemurians like your island ancestors, Ill still be impressed. When you get back home, take a canoe to see Nan Madol. A megalithic paradise. What? That island is haunted. Gwafas voice became nervous. What is this place, madame, not a tomb is it? Bea looked around but saw no other carvings or inscriptions. No, no I dont see a tomb or anything that suggests one. Most archeologists call everything they dont fully understand a tomb.Ihe floor is polished to a shine under the dust. She neared the center of the domed chamber. Above was a smooth-walled circular chimney about fifty feet in diameter, and she could see sunlight far above. Below it was a hole of the same diameter to match. This looks like some sort o£…air shaft. Gwafa fell to his knees and lay prone. He inched towards the side of the granite hole and felt the edge. Sharp. Bellefinition. Very precise work, so smooth to the touch. He looked down, his torch held outwards. Nothing. I see no bottom. Rien. Bea slithered up beside him. A cool breeze suddenly arose from the hole, covering them and chilling their perspiration. Nor I, monsieur. Definitely an air shaft, and with a machined granite rim that could cut glass. But in heavens name an air shaft for what? Gwafa held up an old leather sandal. Here is whats left of our grave robbers. They must have fallen down ages ago, quels imbeciles. If Takuta and I hadnt felt the cool air coming from the rocks, we would never have found the entrance. Many stones to move. Just then a strong rush of warm air came down upon them. He raised his voice. This zephyr would catch anyone off guard or en garde. Bea held the sandal as it crumbled away. Hell of a first step. Air goes up, then its sucked down for a while. Very odd. A heat exchanger, perchance? I can feel it, the breeze, mum. Whats down there? asked Takuta from sixty feet away. Not sure. Its a deep-as-hell hole, though. Who could have built such a place as this? asked Gwafa in amazement, his eyes circling the holes rim the entire circumference. And all the way inside a small mountain? And when was it built, is another question. Ten pounds on the table says its as old or older than the Giza and Khartoum lot. Were talking twelve to fifty thousand