Chapter 7

Here in London, it's cold and freezing in winter, but the love and kindness of people still remains warm. The snow starts to fall in mid December and it is one of the most beautiful sights to see. The people work on usual times and go to their beloved ones after their done with their work. They all are quite committed to our work and love doing it. I left my job today, I left my people today and this very day, I am going to leave this world. I have said that a lot and I am still saying it. I could just turn back and live a normal life, retired and just living in this house, but turning away from this is just as equal to turning my back on my family, at least that is what I think. I never want to do that.

Thinking about this, I am walking through the streets to my house. I see some familiar faces, saying hi and waving to people I know, I keep walking. Little do they know that this is the last time we see or say anything to each other and it might be for the best.

Aunt Josephine was kind and gentle to me from the day I met her to the this very day. I can't really wrap my head around the fact that I was the one to say goodbye. She is quite an old person herself but is in great health. I really don't know how she does that and now, it will still remain as a mystery to me.

I hope that things will turn out okay. I have to trust aunt Josephine on this one and I am pretty sure that she will get the job done.

Well world, what can I say? You are truly magnificent.

I reach my neighborhood and one of my neighbor calls out, "Hey, Linndon. When are you retiring? We are going to have a retirement party for you"

"I think this week I might do it." Man, what a let down. They are not going to be able to celebrate, what a shame.

"Make sure you come, okay? We will invite everyone" he says.

"Okay, I will make sure that I attend that. See you tomorrow" I wave and walk towards my home.

That was quite the trip on its own. Well, now I know who is not going to show up at his own retirement party.

I walk up to my front door, I open it and walk inside. I take off my shoe and put it on the shoe rack.

"I guess it is time for me to get things ready" I go upstairs to my room and get my suitcase. I had already packed most of the clothes and necessary things in it, so that I don't have to struggle too much.

I go to the library in my house. The place smells refreshing because of the books. It is a quiet place and I have kept it that way since my parents' disappearance. It is an important place in my family's heart, quite a remarkable place and is beautiful to look at. The structure of this room is designed by my great grandmother, to be appealing to every single person's eyes. My great grandfather wanted his knowledge to be passed on through the generation and not to any other people, so this room was reserved to only the Linndon family members. I can assure you that since the making of this room no one except members of our family has stepped in this room, let alone see it.

Great grandfather wrote his knowledge into many books, and I was told that he grew tired of writing too many books and that's why he had stopped writing books. The skills and knowledge that I got from reading these books are way beyond anyone in this world is capable of and comparing my skills to my great grandfather's, I don't think it can be compared.

It wouldn't even be as much as a quarter of what he was capable of and what he knew. He was aware that if anyone found out about his knowledge, they would misuse it and it could be chaotic. I don't know how it could have been that dangerous but I was told so. And that is why he had written the books only for his family and coming generations. The secrets that is born and will die with a Linndon.

This place, this is basically what's left of my family and I have finished reading all of what's here in this room. There is only a small piece of Linndon crystal left and I am the only one left in my family. Great grandfather predicted this, and he wanted me to take this knowledge away from this world, somewhere it cannot be reached.

He mentioned how to do it too. Taking the books is literally impossible, there is just too many of them. He said that burning them is the best option and to do that, I don't really need any new equipment or just about anything.

Great grandfather was a very intelligent person and so was great grandmother. He wanted her to build this room to be able to self destruct. Pretty cool, right?

The room has small lanterns placed on top of the shelves, tables and on walls. The lanterns and connected through the wall by a small pipe like structure. These pipes start from a single point, that is located on top floor or the second floor.

On the top floor, there is a door and I have never seen what is inside it because I didn't open it.

Why I didn't open?

Because I couldn't until now. Great grandfather with my great grandmother's help had built the door to open specifically to a code that opens the lock. To get the code, one should have read all of the books in the library that he had wrote.

The lock is no ordinary lock. To open it is difficult even if you know the code. So to put it simply, it cannot be opened by just guessing the code.

Quite the trouble. A lot of questions might pop into one's mind but, like I said, my family is filled with mysteries and I just keep on finding more and more of them.