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Look at what shines...

See, my child.

Look what shines....

Across the plains and underneath the wind.

Look at what shines...

Look at what burns...

See, my child.

Look at what burns...

From the depth of the earth to the volcanoes.

Look at what burns.

I remember my childhood.

In the mountains of Cantal.

At the dawn of the millennium.

Amidst the old volcanic stone and the centuries-old trees,

The boundary that separates our world...

from the one in tales and legends, is unusually thin.

Behind some ruins,

or along a trail.

A child with an attentive eye could find...

Adventure.

Where's the journal?

Aha! I knew it was here!

We're gonna find Jonas with this.

Mei!

The spirits of the forest told me you needed help.

Uh-oh.

The journal!

Step!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Is that me?

Why am I in a bikini?

It's not a bikini!

It's a magician warrior outfit!

Oh, so you get to wear cool armor and I'm stuck with a bikini.

And why did you make me a dwarf?

I said I wanted to be a barbarian!

You guys are the worst, I'm just trying to make it more epic!

If you're making it epic, give me some more muscles.

Already looking more realistic!

Realistic?

There's not a single thing realistic about his drawings.

Don't act like we didn't find his journal in the bathroom.

It's not our fault Jonas had the worst hiding spot ever.

Hey, listen to this.

April 21, 2001.

I had a fight with my dad again.

I told him I didn't want to go back to the farm.

It's too hard to live alone with him when Mom's not there anymore.

I'll go sleep in the castle.

He left a drawing too.

Hmm... two wide, round towers.

A rectangular central block typical of the Renaissance.

That's Branzac's castle.

Branzac? It's been boarded up for years.

Maybe that's why Jonas went to hide there?

He must have thought his dad would never look for him there.

It's the best lead we have for the moment.

Looks like we have some company this year.

Oussama, right?

Yeah, uh.

But I prefer Ous.

No kidding, I'm Lena.

Come on, I'll introduce you to the others.

What are you up to this time?

Nothing, we're just drawing stories.

I'm an elf!

And we drew you as a witch that eats kids!

Hey, I'm Mei.

Yo.

Uh, Oussama. Ulysse, Step, Krum, Mei. Kids, Oussama.

Oussama like Ousama bin-Laden?

Yeah.

You must not know a bunch around here.

Bravo for the tactful welcome, Krum.

Ousama is from Paris, his parents transferred jobs in the area.

He'll be going to middle school this fall, so he'll be spending the summer here to get to know you.

The rules here are simple.

You do what you want all day, I don't want to know.

There's sandwiches, cookies, and juice in the fridge.

Step, what time is curfew?

18:30.

18:30, precisely.

I want you all back in the boarding school by then at the latest.

At 19:00, I feed you...

Then brush your teeth, shower, lights out at 21:00.

Capisce?

So you don't make us do, like... activities?

Like what?

Macaroni necklaces?

So you're... from Paris?

Yeah, I mean, the suburbs.

You'd have to pay me to get me to go live in Paris.

Well, I'd have liked to stay there, if you were curious.

What are you drawing?

An account of our latest adventures.

Wait, I know him!

He's on the posters out front.

He disappeared, right?

Yeah, he's our friend Jonas.

Speaking of him, if we want to check Branzac's castle, it's now or never.

We have an hour before curfew.

Krum!

Don't worry, Oussama.

We're adventurers, we'll look out for you city folk.

Ulysse!

It's your mom.

Ulysse!

Alright, you coming?

It's not exactly right around the corner.

At least let me change my shoes!

I'm not equipped for this, I'm gonna ruin my sneakers.

Ulysse! Come here!

You dirty little...

God dammit, the little...

Sorry, he's gone out to play.

I know, I understand, but I can't force him.

Hey, hey, how's it going, girls?

Enjoy your last meals, it's almost winter.

Looking good!

So what happened to your friend?

He really disappeared?

Yeah. Last summer.

The police did some investigating and decided he ran away.

Since then, it seems like everyone's given up.

But not us! Jonas would never leave without saying a word.

Ah, a Cross of Fear.

In the old days, they'd put them everywhere they felt an evil presence.

They say on the nights of the full moon, dead children wait there for their parents to come get them.

Man, this town is the worst!

You must be bored to death to come up with stories like that.

That's not true, there's millions of adventures to be had here.

Look around you!

In Paris, you know you're in Paris.

But here, who's to say that we're not in the Middle Ages?

Or in Middle Earth, searching for a legendary relic?

Jonas the Scribe will guide us with his enigmatic words.

And suddenly, hidden behind the foliage...

The Fortress of the Ancients.

A real piece of work!

I've gotta hand it to them. Very nice soldering.

Impossible to open it.

Oh well. I guess we have to go back.

Are you kidding? Here's where the adventure begins!

Leave me some slack until I've crossed over the column, okay?

Okay, and if you want me to block you, remember. Just say, "cut"!

You guys really are sure of yourselves.

If it's closed off, that means it's dangerous.

You're just gonna get yourselves killed.

Or worse, get chewed out by that nutjob!

Don't worry Oussama, I got it!

Step, you seem like you've got your head on straight, say something!

Ulysse!

If you die, can I have your sketchbook?

Okay, deal!

What? I want to see what's inside too.

I have a feeling this isn't gonna end well.

See?

I told you guys I got it.

You saw that, Krum?

Yeah, well I still have the record!

Cut, cut!

I said cut!

Okay, that's enough. Bring him down.

It'll be alright, Mei. Breathe.

That was a close one.

Ulysse!

Oh no!

Hang on buddy, we're coming!

This is insane, right?

Right, Oussama?

I bet you don't have adventures like that in Paris.

We thought you were dead, dumbass!

Yeah, it was like a movie!

This must go back to at least...the 16th century.

Do you know what it says?

I'd say... two holy crosses and light to protect against dragons and Satan.

Yeah, yeah, the usual nonsense.

We shouldn't be here.

I sense some very bad energy.

I'm not surprised.

Given the story of the family that built this castle...

Witch hunters!

Jonas?

Mei.

It's me. Did you find something?

Jonas's Treasure Box.

Do it, what are you waiting for? Open it!

He asked me to draw this.

For Jonas! - Ulysse

That's it? There's nothing else?

Oh man, gross!

Is that a dried frog?

Seriously, Jonas, why were you keeping this crap around?

None of this stuff is gonna help us find him.

We'll have better luck next time.

Okay, we have to go, guys.

Lena's gonna crucify us.