No one had ever come here, not even local boys, but she decided to take a risk. Looking around and shuddering, Vicky leaked out - there’s no other way to put it! - into the huge gates, they were not closed tightly, the gap remained. Why are such mansions needed? – she thought, looking around, thank you, her father’s flashlight was still shining somehow. There was a ladder ahead, and Vicky climbed up it. It seemed that looters were operating here: the walls were literally torn off, only in some places beautiful colored decoration was preserved, it was either not noticed, or was not considered valuable and was left as is. But Vika was not interested in the stone, she was looking for something completely different, and finally found it...