For the first time, the building of the Museum of Natural History seemed to Greg somewhat threatening. He was here more than once in childhood with his family or on excursions with the class. And who would have thought that this monumental building, apart from heaps of skeletons, stuffed animals and prehistoric artifacts, can also conceal the secret organization of mystical beasts?
"Surprisingly, it is quite a logical choice." - commented Paul from the back seat.
Greg threw a questioning glance at him through the rearview mirror. He just
shrugged response.
"The forgotten branch of human evolution hides among the remains of prehistoric animals. Very poetic! Although I imagined rather some kind of secret base with a bunch of guards." - Paul continued, carefully studying the main entrance.
