I hold the scroll in one hand, its delicate parchment crinkling under my touch, and my laptop in the other. The screen displays a chaotic jumble of letters and symbols, similar to the ones on the scroll. I furrow my brow, trying to make sense of the unfamiliar coding language. It's clear that they have some connection - Poseidon was right.
A few clicks and keystrokes later, I confirm his suspicion - these are modern codes, not ancient ones. My expertise lies in history, not computer science, but I'm determined to solve this puzzle. I quickly make my way to the non-fiction section of the library and start scanning shelves for books on coding.
I find a few promising titles and settle into a quiet corner with my laptop, surrounded by thick textbooks on Python, and Java. Armed with notes scribbled on scraps of paper, I dive into the cryptic world of coding.
