Dar's findings

Turning to the right, Dara walked along a dark corridor, the beam of his lantern illuminated the walls, they were brickwork the color of ripe mango. The ceiling was arched, in some places, it preserved colored painting. These were patterns of branches of grapes and birds, made in blue on a light brown background.

Walking along the corridor of 300 steps, Dara found many fragments of bones under his feet, illuminating the floor with a flashlight beam, he involuntarily flinched. There were many skeletons lying there, some skulls, hands, and feet of people. Some skeletons were dressed in decayed tunics, some with shoulder straps and others with diamonds on the collar cuffs. They froze in the most ridiculous positions, some of them grappled with each other. Rifles, bayonet knives, and cartridge cases were scattered everywhere.

For a while, Dara froze in shock and horror, but it was necessary to move on ...

... there was probably a major battle here in the dungeon. Old troops are loyal to the empire and a new revolutionary army. Judging by the skeletons, about several hundred people participated in this underground massacre.

The walls of the dungeon were riddled with holes from bullets that were stuck in the brickwork. After another 400 steps, on the floor of the dungeon, dozens of skeletons with scattered limbs met some clutching knives, and others clutching rifle triggers. There were shell casings on the floor.

"Massacre, there was a massacre here!" Dara muttered. There was a dark aura of reluctance, despair, anger, fear in the hallway.

He felt uneasy, some shadows began to appear. Cold ran through my skin, I felt uneasy. Dara, read the prayer out loud and his fear passed.

Looking back at the scattered bones, broken rifles, rusty knives, bullet-riddled walls, Dara simply sighed heavily.

"There was an underground battle, and we didn't know anything, we didn't write anything about it in history books."

The flashlight beam swept out fragments of the dungeon. Until the barricade made of sacks became visible, the muzzle of the Maxim machine gun towered menacingly. Squeezing through the Barricade, Dara saw that there were no skeletons or fragments of bones behind it ... but there were many tin containers from under machine-gun belts and a pile of shell cases.

Further on, the corridor opened onto a large hall with columns. In the center of which was a medium-sized pool with water and a fountain from which a small stream of water came.

The fountain was made of pieces of granite, and vaguely resembled a bear's head, and the pool near the fountain would be made of pieces of pink marble.

The bottom of the pool was covered with pebbles, in some places, there were shells, and copper and silver coins. The water was clear.

The hall itself was lined with bricks, with hooks driven into the columns on which kerosene lamps hung.

In the corner were dozens of iron beds, open wooden boxes, and there were some beakers and flasks. On some of the boxes still preserved, a white circle was painted and a red cross was written inside.

Dara thought maybe there was a military hospital here?

At one point, a brick wall had been pulled apart and there was a gaping black passage. It was small, only 2 meters wide and 3 meters high with a 4-step staircase that went down.

Having gone down which Dara, he found himself in a new dungeon, apparently, it was created at a later time.

The underground passage was dug in clay, the width of the passage was much smaller than the underground in which he was with Shir Ali. The floor was covered in places with wooden box lids. Sometimes on the floor, you could see sword hilts, scabbards, sapper blades, rifles ...

... there were wooden beams from the floor to the ceiling, the ceiling was covered with a wooden frame. The floor and walls were earthen, sometimes rifle cartridges, scraps of cloth, broken crutches came across.

A cool breeze blew from this passing. Looking around Dara, I found glass bottles from under medicines, remnants of matter.

After 60 steps, Dara came to a dead end, but in the rays of the lantern, it was clear that this was some kind of old mechanism. It was a secret door with a handle. With all his weight piled on, Dara was able to move her slightly. And turning the handle, the door opened with a disgusting creak.

Dry earth fell on Dara's head, roots of some plants dangled before his eyes. Looking out the doorway, he saw that he was standing at the bottom of the ravine. Below, in about 3 meters from it, a small stream was flowing.

At the bottom of the ravine, in a small stream, lay household rubbish, a protector from a tractor, several cinder blocks, and a skeleton from an old car.

"Welcome to the 21st century"! Dara remarked ironically. He walked out of the dungeon and looked around. He was at the bottom of the ravine, taking out his phone, he turned on geolocation to mark the area where the exit from the dungeon was. Lifting his head up, Dara saw the turquoise sky, looking around, at the edge of the ravine, the walls of houses painted white were visible. Now people already live here, but then, apparently, it was a wild place.

He seems to have heard such stories from those who have lived in this city for a long time. That back in the 60-70s of the 20th century in the capital Small-An, in the old part of the city there were three ravines, where wolves, foxes, and wild boars lived.

And another local historian said that at the end of the 17th century in the ravines and along the valleys of city canals, there were thickets of reeds. They were home to reed tigers and large snakes up to 10 meters in length. These were relic reed boas. But starting from the 18th century, the climate changed, winters became harsher, and snakes began to disappear from the city. And the last reed tiger was shot in the middle of the 20th century.

Then, Dara thought that these were the stories of local historians, but today seeing the skeletons of a snake and a big cat, he thought, probably then local historians were telling the truth.

Maybe that boa constrictor lived in a dungeon, near a fountain, where tigers were hiding ... who knows? Now no one knows anything about it. One can only speculate.

Looking around Dara, he saw that a wide path went up from the door of the dungeon.

"It seems clear what happened in the dungeon!"

The story could be as follows, historians learned that under the dachas of the empire's junior officers there are secret passages. When a mutiny broke out in the capital in 1920, the emperor's supporters carried out an armed seizure of power. Having killed the supporters of the revolutionary army. But then the troops of the revolutionaries arrived to suppress the riot.

Imperial soldiers took refuge in the dungeons, but historians have shown the entrances, the forces of suppression rushed there. A prolonged battle ensued. Imperial soldiers set up a hospital underground. In the place where the snake and the tiger lived. They were killed. Then a hand-to-hand fight ensued between the opponents. Some of them broke through close to the hospital, but they were all killed by a machine gun. When the cartridges ran out, the remnants of the Imperial soldiers and the wounded fled through the newly created tunnel into the ravine. From where they have already fled from the city.

Nothing interesting in terms of treasure hunting. You can only find a couple of dozen coins of various denominations - copper and silver, rarely gold.

And all the same, you will have to inform the authorities, and they will definitely take everything for themselves and with a high degree of probability they will destroy all the dungeons. So just in case.