Fiction: Group 4
Before Krystal entered her building, Henry suddenly spoke up, “Do you think we can find the Night Pearl
by ourselves?” Krystal stopped and her eyes now glittered with unbelievable rays. “What… What are you
talking about?” “Just trust me, okay?” Krystal had many a time dreamt of finding the Night Pearl with
Henry, and had never been able to decide in her mind whether it would be a timeless adventure with
romantic scenes or a chick flick with an adventurous plot. Did he just suggest actually making her dream a
reality? Henry said bye, trying not to show that he was also captivated by the story of the magical pearl.
Krystal barely slept at night, overwhelmed by the news that she could find the pearl, not by herself but with
Henry.
Ch.4
The next day was Saturday, Krystal and Henry woke up early in the morning and went to a coffee shop
nearby to discuss their following plans. Henry took out a pile of paper from his backpack and showed them
to Krystal. Krystal had a familiar feeling about the documents, as if they were… the research of the
archaeologist they met yesterday! “Are you crazy? How could you steal the research of the historians?”
Krystal burst with surprise, and all the customers in the coffee shop were looking at them. “Sh… can you
speak a little softer? I did this only for you, Krystal. I know that you’ve been dying to know where the
Night Pearl is! We will never be able to find the Night Pearl without these materials. Well, I wasn’t able to
put all the documents into my bag quick enough but at least we’re closer to the pearl than we ever was!”
Henry whispered. Krystal’s face was written with unwillingness, yet she did not oppose to the plan again.
Krystal started flipping through the paper that she did not read last time, and you could tell how fascinated
she was by her expressions. Henry focused on searching for information about the wells in To Kwa Wan, as
something the connection between the Night Pearl and the wells were still rather blurry. Both of them
made many suggestions and hypothesis about the connections, and none of them seemed to be the real
reason.
“Hey! Think about this!’ Henry’s hopeful voice startled Krystal, who looked up from the rim of the
documents. “Before the death of the last emperor in Song Dynasty, he came to Hong Kong for refuge,
right? Well, the last prime minister decided to commit suicide with the young king, and there ended the
Song Dynasty.” “Well, yes. We all know this part of the history. What’s your point?” “Now, here this
document says that one of the loyal guards who followed them said that he saw them going to a small
farming village and left a particular something there. Well, the guard did not mention what it was, but
looked what I’ve found…” Henry turned the computer to Krystal showing a map of To Kwa Wan and
Song Wong Toi. These two places were just 950 meters away, which means that the king and the prime
minister could have gone to the village of where the wells were! This prediction immediately formed in
Krystal’s mind, and her eyes were dazzling with determination. “We WILL find the lost Night Pearl!”
Krystal promised Henry, and herself.
Early next morning at 2, Krystal and Henry met outside the coffee shop. The moon seemed to be hiding,
making the street dark and extra creepy. Gentle wind blew across the street, and fallen leaves were revolving
the trees nearby. There was no one to be seen on the street, the whole world seemed to be asleep.
The two crossed the police cordon and secretly tip toed into the site. There was no police or historian. A
guard near the wells was dozing off. It was as if nobody knew about the pearl.
They knocked on the bricks on the well the top of the two wells, looking for the special one they
were looking for. From the documents, and most probably there should be a hidden part inside the specific
well. The bricks surrounding the well seemed like a reasonable place to hide a click to them. Up till this
stage, they had to try anything they can. Suddenly, Krystal knocked on a brick and it let out a noise
extraordinarily loud compared to others. Henry quickly went over and they took out the brick together. A
small wooden click then appeared in front of them, and Henry gently pushed it. A door appeared near the
bottom of the well. “Bingo!” Henry whispered, and the two of them abseiled down the well.
