In the dungeon of Hades (2)

I take a long look at the ferryman. He's old but doesn't look like he's past his prime. His body stands on the boat like a mountain. Tall, unyielding, and immovable are the three words that flash through my mind.

This ferryman, likely the Charon mentioned by Hades earlier, gives me an indescribable feeling. His expression is kept perfectly neutral like he's seen it all. A long brown robe covers his body but his muscular arms that hold the pole he uses to guide the boat.

"Welcome aboard, young friend. I shall be your guide through both death and life of this great labyrinth."

A low husky voice that sounds unhurried and detached. No worldly emotions are carried by his voice only stillness. I feel a shiver run down my back at his last few words bit get on the boat before I have the time to think it over.

And who is he in those myths?

Hold up. Styx as in the river that grants you invulnerability? Why would anyone want to be ferried over that?

Such as?

I vaguely remember there being something about a heel.

So it doesn't make you invulnerable after all?

Can you freely decide on the place and its size?

Isn't that too convenient?

That sounds complicated. I guess there is no easy way to become invincible.

While Navi and I have been chatting Charon has begun to move the boat. Before is space is torn open and we enter the tear. We reemerge in an enormous workshop hewn into a cave of red stone. The dark purplish fog below the boat eases us into a small pond at the edge of the workshop.

At first glance, it looks like fish are swimming in the pond but as I look at them again I realize that they are mechanical constructs made to look like koi fish. The boat hits the end of the pond and Charon ties it to a beam that must have been placed there for that exact purpose.

"Step down for now, young friend. Daedalus will provide you with further instructions and clearer objectives to fulfill. I'll wait here for you to return."

I step down from the boat and walk towards the workbenches filled with blueprints and half-built constructs. As I advance the ceiling opens up revealing a large glowing orb. The artificial sun lights up the entire room and is part of a peculiar event.

From a large metal box at the other end of the workshop, a row of small human dolls continuously emerges. They fly one after another with small wings on their backs in a curve towards the sun. However, as they get closer to the sun their wings burn and they crash down into a set of grinding gears that tear them apart completely.

The process never ends. New dolls are continuously sent out by the metal box only to have their wings burned before they plummet into the shredding gears below.

From behind a row of bookshelves, I hear the sound of shuffling footsteps. Moments later a lean guy appears from behind those shelves and looks at me in annoyance.

"Look what the cat dragged in. Does Hades have nothing better to do than to pile more work onto my back?"

He seems unreasonably grumpy.

Oh, great. And he is supposed to give me an in detail briefing?