Fiction: Group 4
Ch.5
Opening the hidden door, they arrived at a chamber with tunnels at many different directions. It would be
too time-consuming if they searched it one by one so they decided to search the tunnels separately.
Krystal could feel her hands sweating like a tap. Her body was trembling due to her excitement and the
feeling of unpacking a mysterious gift. With her torch on, she entered the first tunnel, then the second, and
all the way onwards. Yet, nothing was found. She sadly went out of the last tunnel and went back to the
main chamber. She saw Henry standing there and he seemed to be quite disappointed too. “Have you found
anything?” Henry asked, his eyes were filled with hope but it went out when he saw the same expression on
Krystal’s face. “It’s okay. At least we tried our best,” Henry tried to comfort Krystal, giving her a squeeze on
her sweaty hands.
Krystal and Henry climbed up the well, neither speaking a word. “We were so close to finding it!” said
Krystal, “I’m sure it’s somewhere inside, but… I…” Krystal had never been so upset before. She could
always find a way to make herself happy when she was facing challenges and obstacles before, but this time,
she just couldn’t.
“It’s okay,” Henry responded, “We worked so hard together and we learned a lot while doing the
research. This is already enough for me. Besides, I don’t actually think Night Pearl has the power that makes
the Pearl River Delta region it is today. I believe it’s the people in the region who work hard that make the
Pearl River Delta region as we know it.”
Krystal remained silent for a while, “Maybe you’re right.” She finally replied, “At least I did learn a lot. I
guess having the pearl or not at last do not really matter then.”
It was near sunrise. The two friends chatted as Henry walked Krystal home again. Krystal dragged weary
body into her bed. Covering herself with the pink-and-yellow comforter blocking the rays from the rising
sun, she started asking herself whether what she experienced just now had only been one of those many
adventure-romance dreams starring her and Henry she had dreamt. As Krystal’s thoughts slowly took her
into sleep, a particular pearl glimmered and ghostly pale green light gleamed out of Henry’s backpack.
