"The first thing we pulled out was a lump of white gunk. “Wax,” Carter pronounced. “Fascinating."

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Amos stopped before the entrance, which was the size of a garage door—a dark heavy square of timber with no visible handle or lock. “Carter after you.” “Um, how do I—” “How do you think?” Great another mystery. I was about to suggest we ram Amos’s head against it and see if that worked.

— Rick Riordan