« Dammit Lara ! I told you to not try to find me ! »
Communication was bad, a lot of crackling and in the back there was the sound of an helicopter whose blades raged, and some men who speak a foreign language.
Lara: « Uncle David, is it really you ? where are you ?
are you hurted ? I’m coming ! »
The voice: « No save yourself ! They will kill you ! You can’t help me… »
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I knew that uncle David was on the island, this was the first time since few months that i was hearing his voice, i was sure it was him. The helicopter should be in the other side.
I have neverbeen so close tofind him.I could notlet himbe tortured, andallow them to discoverthe tree.
4 monthsago …
That was several weeks I led my study on the first tree, nordic people called it Yggdrasil. Uncle David had discovered during one of his research a very old book that could help me, his help was invaluable. With his botanist talents and insatiable curiosity, we formed the perfect team.
But after severalunansweredemails, i make him a visit. UnfortunatelyI was notthe only one tovisit himthat day.The officehad beenransacked, I still could smellsmokeprobablyusedduring the assault.
Luckily, the room at the desktop background had not been searched. Everything was intact, and among the books and dried plants were the old book and two keys.