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The day had come, and thoughts of the melody invaded his head of her. A strange

feeling came over her, as if the dream she had, and the melody was a clue, something

that said, "Come find me".

-You'll be late darling- said his grandfather, a stocky man with gray hair.

The voice of her grandfather brought her back, she had not realized thats she was day dreaming.

- Dad, did you hear the melody and the roar last night? - I ask his her grandfather, who before taking a sip from her coffee cup looked at her confused.

¿Melody?

- Yes, last night 10 minutes after midnight a melody was heard and after a horrible

noise ended, she sounded. ¿Do you know what produced it?

- It refers to the legend of the forest of the gears dad- said his grandmother that she washed dishes in the sink.

-It's true, it had been so long that i had forgotten. You will see here in the town there

is a legend of a melody that comes from the forest of the gears; Every year it is heard,

if I'm not wrong it's because of these dates, just when it's spring. I once heard it when

I was 25 years and I came to this place in my adventurer years- said his grandfather

finishing the rest of the coffee.

- Even so, you don't know what or who causes it?

- The truth is that no, nobody knows. Many say it is someone that goes into the forest and makes those sounds, and I think maybe it try that, someone who just wants to annoy others.

Isabel meditated on the words of her grandfather, and she thought that maybe she was right, for everything there was always an explanation. However, there was still a

question mark, the mystery of the melody had been around for quite some time, even when her grandfather was young. Quickly finishing the rest of breakfast, Isabel rushed out saying goodbye to her grandparents.

When she got to class, her classmates were again gathered in a small group, when

entering no one objected to the presence of Isabel. And as she walked to her seat, she

couldn’t avoid to hear them talking again about the melody.

- !Hey Tom! Why don't you go to the forest and see where the noise is coming from?-

said Mike, a tall boy with blond hair.

- Do not be silly; I'm not crazy to risk my life, they also say that those who enter the

forest never leave, and I don't want to test that theory.

Laughter from her companions rang out. Isabel kept looking at the forest, her gaze

was lost as the thoughts of her, wondering what, or who produced that melody?

When classes were over, everyone was going home. For a moment, Isabel stood at the

entrance of the school. It was noon and the sun he was at the highest point of her. The

clouds passed over the blue sky, and thinking about what she was about to do, she didn't have time to stop to think about whether it was a good idea or a bad idea she would delve alone into the forest, but fear and doubt were something that were not present in her. Moreover, without further ado, Isabel walked around the school and across the playground; she slipped away without that no one could see it.

As she was in front of the forest entrance, she stood watching the huge trees looming

in front of her, she sucked in a breath of air and she entered.

As Isabel wandered in, she began to have the feeling of being going around in a circle. Even though she, with every distance that she traveled she always left a mark on the trees, or a trail scattering leaves and pieces of branch so as not to lose her way, she always ended up in one of the points that she had already marked or covered.

For a moment, her despair almost washed over her, but as she stared one of the trees

where she had left one of her marks, she noticed that above him, strange letters stood

out. The letters were written in Latin, which had a message in code:

"Take the path that leads to the twins"

What did that mean? Isabel, she stopped to analyze that message, but nothing came to mind of her. But, before you give up and decide to go home, she thought of the possible solution. Taking one of the paths already marked, I came to a huge tree that divided in two. It was undoubtedly a singletree, but above its center it seemed that two trees were emerging different It was a bit unusual. Isabel, she began to examine the tree, following her instinct that her next clue was there. And indeed she was, written in the same language as the previous clue.

"Follow the path until you reach the stream".

Following the directions, Isabel continued until she reached a stream. Water flowed

and the sound of her mixed with the song of the birds "the song of the nature” thought

Isabel. Drinking water to quench her thirst, he stopped to rest and look for his surroundings in order to find another clue to show her the way right.

It was all strange.Who could have left those indications in the forest? She had no idea

where those directions would lead her, but her instinct told her that she should follow

them. To Isabel, it seemed unusual, but she didn't have time to stop and think about it,

her priority now It was looking for the melody assuming she could find it. However,

there was something that she was skipping, and it was time of day. The melody could

only heard after midnight, what if that time was when she could only find her? The

doubts, despite stopping her from continuing, I choose to ignore them and follow her

instincts. In front of her, a rock with an unusual square shape had some markings.

Isabel crossed the stream and watched her closely. Like the tree, this one had

some letters that stood out, unlike now they were in Romanian.

"I went up the stream until I reached the gears"

The last phrase did not make much sense to for she, however, followed the indication.

Walking deeper, the forest began to take on a totally different aspect. Mechanical parts were beginning to show. Looked like a scrap deposit, wherever she looked, Isabel observed what seemed to be motors, so large that it was hard to imagine what kinds of machine would use such a thing. The remains of mechanical parts were beginning to be left behind, while Isabel kept walking. The mechanical parts had been replaced for gears, that section of the forest was completely different from the previous. Gears could be seen everywhere, on the trees, on the ground even in the bushes. The place looked like something out of a fantasy tale something gloomy and strange. Isabel, now she had understood, the meaning of message on the rock, and why the name of the forest. How did they go to stop all those objects here? That was another question that did not have time to analyze, so she preferred to leave it for another occasion.

Her next clue found her in a huge gear twice the size of Isabel, was covered in rust

and cobwebs, but could still see the marks, although they were difficult. Climbing the

gear, she removes the remnants of cobwebs. The clue was written in Sanskrit, Isabel;

she still did not dominate the all that language, making it difficult for her to read and decipher what she was saying, however she can discover part of phrase, even though

only half out.

“To your position walk 20 meters… and… cro… left continue to… and you arrive.

Although incomplete, Isabel could orient herself. At the end of the trail, a light could be seen, running towards her, Isabel

he found himself facing a great plain. That place was surrounded by all forest. To the left of her a huge dam with cracks in the wall raised. And ahead, on top of a small hill you could see what looked like be a factory.