The Giza Enigma

Fortunately, it was a dark and cloudy night with the moon nowhere to be seen. We quickly found our way to the hexagonal room and the upper tunnel. After climbing into the tunnel, I decided to have a quick look in the opposite direction to where we had covered in the level below and the pyramid chamber. The light of my torch revealed a passage that appeared to go on forever, with no bend or turning to be seen. ‘Leave that for the time being. Let’s do what we planned to do first.’ Lizbeth said. After reaching the chamber we walked straight to the mini-pyramid and the chamber containing the stone block. ‘If this is where the MUs or cones are stored, then the most logical place would be inside this block.’ Lizbeth said as she began clearing the dust from the top of the block. Annabella and I followed suit, carefully clearing the dust from the sides of the block, looking for any sign that might help us find way inside. Almost simultaneously, Annabella and I shouted, ‘There are grooves here.’ Upon closer examination, we discovered three furrows running around the block. Measuring from the ground, they were spaced about thirty-five centimeters on top of each other. ‘So, this block of stone is not as solid as we thought. They might be some kind of drawer. Let’s push the top one and see if it moves.’ Annabella suggested. In the absence of any better idea, all three of us began pushing the top section. Nothing moved, not even a mere click. ‘There must be a button, a fulcrum or something that unlocks this thing.’ Lizbeth said looking around. The walls seemed smooth, with no signs, hieroglyphs, or symbols. ‘How do we know we were pushing the right way?’ I asked. They both looked at me with inquisitive eyes. ‘And, I think they must rotate rather than open like a drawer.’ I continued. ‘You mean turn on an axle rather than pushed out?’ Anabella asked, animating the movement with her hand and shoulder. ‘OK, let’s try that.’ Lizbeth said, moving towards one of the corners of the block. ‘Wait’ I pointed. ‘Which direction, clock wise or anti-clockwise?’ ‘Of course, anti-clockwise. The sun moves anti-clockwise.’ Anabella said, moving next to Lizbeth. ‘Anti-clockwise it is.’ I said and positioned myself at one corner. ‘We should each take one corner and push at the same time. That way the optimum pressure is exerted.’ Anabella looked at me, nodded her head, left Lizbeth and walked to the third corner. We all had our hands on the three corners of the top section housing the four alcoves. ‘Are you ready? On the count of three, one, two, three’ I said and we all pushed the top segment. I heard an almost inaudible sound, rather than feeling any movement. ‘Did you hear or feel that’? I asked. ‘What? I didn’t feel anything.’ Anabella replied, and then turned to Lizbeth, ‘Did you feel anything?’ ‘I don’t know, maybe.’ ‘Let’s try again. I thought I heard something.’ I insisted. Again we all positioned ourselves against the corners. ‘One, two, three.’ All three of us growled as we gave our maximum strength, and then a slight movement, not even a movement, rather a displacement in sync with a grinding sound. ‘It’s moving.’ I shouted. I saw the broadest smile I had ever seen on Anabella’s face. ‘Lets do it again. This time we will succeed.’ She said as she positioned herself against the corner. I locked eyes with Lizbeth, we nodded our heads and got into the position. ‘One, two, threeeeeeeeeeee.’ We must have pushed with some superhuman will, as the slab of solid granite which must have weighted a ton slowly grinded out of its twenty five thousand years old position. In the dimness of our flashlights that were placed on the floor, all three of us stared at the content of that which faced us in the sunken bowl of the top drawer. Annabella was the first to pick up her flashlight and directed it onto the contents of facing us. To our delight we saw twenty cones, five rows of four, each with a different design on them and each having a depression about two third of the way down going around them. ‘By Jove we have found them.’ Annabella said as she passed her hand gently over them. ‘If they are the MUs, which I think they are, we are looking at the source of all the knowledge that exists in our universe. This is the famed Hall of Records.’ I said, staring with awe and amazement at what lay before my eyes. My heart was pounding so hard that it felt as if about to jump out of my chest and ears. ‘What should we do with them?’ Lizbeth asked not moving her eyes from the MUs. All three of us remained where we stood in silence. ‘We cannot move them. If we leave them where they are, sooner or later they will be discovered.’ Annabella said. ‘And we know what politicians do with knowledge.’ I said, still staring at the MUs. ‘What do you think they are made of, stone? metal? or something else?’ Annabella asked. Without thinking, I put both hands around one of the cones and tried to lift it. ‘It’s not very heavy, maybe three to four kilos. And it feels like carbon fiber. You know what I mean.’ I said, before putting it back in its niche. ‘Come on, let’s see if the other two compartments hold more of these.’ Annabella said. Lizbeth hadn’t moved at all. Her eyes fixed on the MUs. ‘Are you alright?’ I asked her. ‘Yes, yes. Let me just have a moment to absorb the reality of what we have just discovered. If they are what we think they, then we have the greatest treasure ever discovered, as well as the power to dominate the whole human race or destroy it. This is far too dangerous. We may have opened the Pandora’s box.’