Suddenly, the Professor’s body began to fade away before her eyes  

        “What!?”

        The only physical remain on the ground was Mary’s coat.  She lifted it up and wore it and then, after paying her final respects to Professor Stonehead, continued straight ahead,with the large white book, entitled ‘Revival’ in her right hand.   

      “Hold on!”  She said to herself, stopping in her tracks.  “Where do I go from here?”  “I…I’m lost.”  As if in reply, the red pouch in her left hand began to vibrate.  Mary pulled the laces apart and dug in, instinctively and felt something metallic inside.  When she pulled it out, her eyes lit up brightly and a smile formed across her face.   “A compass!”  It was pointing North and so, Mary followed it blindly.   It was now nearing nightfall and the sky was a Prussian blue.  As she walked, Mary kept repeating the message.  In fact, it was more than a message.  It was a concealed riddle inside the message, waiting to be cracked.  Mary repeated the riddle again and again, in an attempt to solve it.

     “Beyond The Dark Trees and Past The Shining Lake is Where You Will Find Me…”       “Beyond The Dark Trees and Past The Shining Lake is Where You Will Find Me…”       “Beyond The Dark Trees and Past The Shining Lake is Where You Will Find Me…” 
    “But what does ’shining’ signify?”  She asked herself.  A moments silence and then,

     “Of course!  It has to be some kind of a glass.  A mirror perhaps?”  Suddenly, the red pouch vibrated once more and Mary opened the lace, once more, and reached inside.  This time, she felt a round brittle object, rather delicate and pulled it out.

    “It’s a mirror!”  But it’s glare was so bright that she was almost blinded by its radiance.  Mary placed it back in the pouch and looked at her compass.  As it was now almost nightfall, the compass lit up itself so Mary could make out the pointing needle.  It was now inclined towards North West.  Mary followed on.  The yellow crystal she had consumed earlier had given her so much energy that she neither felt hunger and thirst, but she remembered Professor Stone telling her that she was in fact dying.  A disturbing thought entered in her mind and she said,