Chapters (27)
- About The One Impossible Labyrinth
- Title page
- Dedication
- CONTENTS
- Endpapers
- Epigraph
- Previously . . .
- First Test of Worth: Entering the Labyrinth
- The Secret Royal World: The Battlefield, The Bell and The Royal Banker
- A Man Named Jack: Part I Zoe
- Second Test of Worth: The Endless Tunnel
- The Secret Royal World II: Troy, The Royal Redoubt and the Red Horizon Star
- A Man Named Jack: Part II The Schoolyard Fight
- Third Test of Worth: The City-maze
- A Man Named Jack: Part III After the Schoolyard Fight
- Fourth Test of Worth: The Four-sided Maze
- The Secret Royal World III: The New York Obelisk and the D.C. Rendezvous
- A Man Named Jack: Part IV Basra, 1991
- Fifth Test of Worth: The Colossus
- Final Test of Worth: The Throne of the Three of Death
- A Man Named Jack: Part V The World After Omega
- Acknowledgements
- AN INTERVIEW WITH MATTHEW REILLY
- About the Author
- Also by Matthew Reilly
- Copyright page
- Newsletter
And so they separated.
Aloysius, Rufus and Sky Monster headed off in the Werewolf, taking the wounded Easton and the half-melted Smiley with them, while Zoe, Lily and Alby donned scuba gear and swam into the clear blue water covering the flooded city-maze, eventually arriving here to find Jack about to be killed by the two Omega monks.
When Zoe and Alby finished their tales, Jack smiled.
‘I’m so glad you’re all here, because we’ve got a hell of a maze to get through now.’
Fourth Test of Worth: The Four-sided Maze
The Four-Sided Maze
28 December, 0406 hours (local time)
25 hours to the Omega Event
Lily gazed up at the Thoth text etched into the archway above the entrance to the four-sided maze.
‘It reads:
And so the path to Death begins.
Overcome the quadrilateral maze
Board the golden cage
And stand in judgement.
Only then can you sit in the embrace of Death.’
‘Doesn’t sound friendly,’ Zoe said.
Jack said, ‘I overheard some of the Omega monks talking about this second half of the Labyrinth. They said it was much nastier than the first half.’
Lily said, ‘There’s a final symbol carved at the end of the markings. It’s also on Imhotep’s skull. This one.’
She pulled out the skull and pointed at an image on it:
‘What’s it mean?’ Alby asked.
‘It’s weird.’ Lily frowned. ‘It’s a Thoth symbol that’s been combined with an image, so it’s hard to translate. It means something like “the turning sequence” or “the sequence of rotations”.’
Jack looked from Lily to the four-sided maze.
He scanned the high grey-walled trenches in its floor, walls and ceiling; gazed at the white blockhouses that poked up from within them and at the waterfalls flowing from the spouts jutting out from the walls.
‘That’s the catch,’ he said. ‘Each maze in here has a unique feature to it. That “sequence of rotations” must be the catch for this one—’
He cut himself off as his searching eyes zeroed in on the trenches cut into the ceiling.
He’d noticed them before, noticed that something was missing from them.
‘Hand-rungs . . .’ he whispered.
‘What?’ Zoe said.
Jack was talking to himself now, thinking aloud. ‘You don’t swing from your hands across the ceiling. You walk on it . . . because the whole maze must . . .’
As he spoke, he kept staring upward, then he snapped to look out at the larger maze and the full realisation dawned on him.
‘Dad? Hello? What is it?’ Lily said.
Jack swallowed. ‘Oh, man. We’re in for a ride on this one.’
And, right then, it happened.
A deep grinding sound echoed from within the walls around them and abruptly, as the team looked out at the superlong maze, the whole immense square-shaped cavern rotated.
It was quite a sight.