Zara sat quietly as the illumination from the artefact faded and her hands shook. The scenario the visions had depicted was too intense to ignore and too much to take in. The weight of responsibility paralysed her, even though every fibre in her body begged her to take action. Like an implicit challenge, the artefact, now lifeless and dull, sat between her and the others.
"Zara?" Priya spoke in a gentle yet worried tone. "What did you observe?"
Zara glanced at Priya and then at the others. Ethan appeared poised to run at the first sign of trouble, while Malik's forehead was furrowed with mistrust. Only Farida looked back at her with a tranquilly that assured her that she would always be supported.
After a while, Zara managed to add, "It showed me… everything." "The artefact is more than just a weapon or key. The past, our past, is captured on tape. Additionally, it is alerting us to the future.
There was silence in the room. As her words took hold, even the air seemed to hold its brea
