The Eye of Atlantis stood alone in the middle of the box with just some trinkets surrounding it. Although he had owned the Eye for nearly five months, he didn’t actually know how it worked. He had meant to ask Princess Adonia before he left Atlantis, but in his haste, he never got around to doing so. Now, here it was in his hands, giving off a bright glow.
He peered inside the Eye and could swear he saw a mound of gold piled as high as the heavens. What he couldn’t understand was why the image was so blurry. Since he had never used the Eye before, he wasn’t sure if his vision was playing tricks on him, or if the images in the Eye just appeared cloudy…. Looking deeper into the center of the crystal, he suddenly saw some numbers.
“Twenty-nine by eighty-one, hmm? Twenty-nine by eighty- one what? What are you trying to tell me?” As abruptly as the numbers had appeared, they faded away. He started to inspect the object further, but when he turned it over, the light went out and the Eye looked as it always had.