Tirad fixes the flashlight on the edge of the opening, nailing its legs to the cement edge of the hole and directs the flashlight to light up a vast area under the opening. He also needs to keep his helmet light on. Arjia has already reached the bottom of the hole and waves at him, telling him it’s safe to go down. Tirad presses his feet against the edge of the opening and pushes himself downward. The hall is massive and continues long under the untouched roof. The first thing that catches Tirad’s eye is the rusty iron benches that are placed around the hall. There are at least fifteen benches on either side of the hall. These benches alone can mount to a profitable diving trip. But Arjia is walking towards the stretched horizontal hole that is in the middle of the hall, separating it into two parts. This hole is covered with bricks and rubbles from the caved in ceiling.

Tirad gestures to Arjia telling him it might be dangerous and the rest of the roof might fall in. But Arjia wants to know what he has found. He moves to the long stretched slot at the end of the hall. It looks like a cave that continues forever under the city ground. Tirad follows him. Arjia bends and touches the red, coarse surface of the corroded steel bars that are laid down on the ground hole. He thuds on the steel surface to see whether they have been corroded and hollow inside or not. The bars seem fine and they only need to clean the surface corrosions to have their treasure! Arjia and Tirad happily move up to the opening. What they have found can make Avij the richest diving ship in the area. The steel bars that are laid on the stretched horizontal hole seem like a railroad. The main country railroads were dived out after the Great Gog. It was easy to dive the rails out. All they did was to follow the railroad from north to south. If the railroad had survived the earthquakes, they were sure to reach many iron bars. What Tirad has found now, must have been some sort of an urban transportation system like the railroads. He wants to stay more and investigate the area, but their time is up. If they don’t get to the surface within half an hour, they might run out of oxygen. Tirad disengages the flashlight from the opening and swims up from the city surface. He then rings the bell on his cable, waiting to be pulled up from the boat. Whenever he is pulled up, his ears become jammed and the pressure pain circles in his head. But he prefers it than to be pushed down. At least he gets to the surface coming back to life and cheating death one more time.