The trip through the labyrinth was a blur. The passages were far apart, so we spent another hour walking
through corridors and damp tunnels. There were no accidents, apart from the falling boulder that hit Simon.
Luckily he was only bruised. Finally, we reached the heart of the labyrinth.
“
Wow!” Bruce said as we entered the domed area.
The center of the labyrinth was surprisingly huge. It could have fit 90 football stadiums comfortably inside
it. But the best thing of all:
The Great Wall was here.
We all jumped for joy.
“
How do we get it out?” wondered Simon.
“
Well, there is cell phone reception here,” I said.
“
So?”
I smiled. “I brought my cell phone.”
Epilogue
After Norman’s phone call, police and construction workers managed to find their coordinates and blasted
the roof off the labyrinth. The detectives and the Great Wall were rescued. But the identity of the criminal…
…
was still unknown.
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