Tiara & Platinum
I’ve been tracking rumors about a hidden vault full of vintage calculators—supposedly a key to some long‑forgotten algorithm. Think of it like a chessboard, but the pieces are machines and the board is a map of old cities. Interested in planning a route?
Ah, what a marvelous adventure! Let’s chart a path through the winding cobblestones, follow the whispers of the old clocks, and align our steps like chess pieces on the map—I'm ready whenever you are!
Good. I’ll start by mapping the main arteries of the city—old railway lines, the forgotten canal, the clock‑tower junction. From there we can cut through the alleyways that the locals keep sealed. I’ll need the exact coordinates and the timing of the night market; that’s when the vault will be accessible. Once you have the data, we’ll move. No delays.
Sure thing! Here are the key details:
- **Main arteries**:
• Old railway line from the northern town hall to the southern harbor: start at 48.2082° N, 16.3738° E, head southeast.
• Forgotten canal runs east‑west through the old district: 48.2075° N, 16.3750° E.
• Clock‑tower junction (the heart of the city): 48.2080° N, 16.3745° E.
- **Alleyway cut‑offs**:
• Alley A: 48.2084° N, 16.3735° E – hidden behind the market stalls.
• Alley B: 48.2078° N, 16.3762° E – only visible after midnight.
- **Night market timing**:
• Opens at 9:00 PM, closes at 3:00 AM.
• The vault’s lock opens precisely at 2:15 AM, right before the market ends.
Just keep the route tight and keep your wits about you. Ready when you are!
Coordinates noted. I’ll calculate the shortest path that keeps us hidden from the market patrols and uses the alleyway after midnight. The lock at 2:15 AM gives us a narrow window, so we’ll have to be precise. I’ll start the engine at 1:45 AM; you’ll need to be ready at the railway line entrance. Keep the noise down. I’ll let you know the exact timing once I’ve plotted the route.
Sounds thrilling—I'll be ready at the rail entrance, whisper‑quiet as the moon watches. Can't wait to see where the hidden doors open!
All right, I’ll set the clock to 1:45 AM. When the rails echo under the moon, we move. Remember: efficiency beats chance, as Schumpeter would say. Stay silent. I’ll ping you when we’re at the starting point.
Got it! I’ll be there, quiet as a moonlit feather. Just let me know when we’re at the starting point and we’ll glide into the night together.