Cian and the others were taken aback. They grew even more confused about the seven oil lamps.

Rozi, who was studying the platform, found a drawing on it. The drawing was complex, and it looked like someone had engraved some graffiti over it. Everything was so illogical that Adrian could not make any sense of it.

"Do you know what this means?" he asked.

Rozi shook her head. Looking at the drawing, she said, "It looks half completed. I can't tell what it is at the moment."

One of Cian's men looked at the drawing and said, "Sir, don't you think this looks like human blood vessels?"

Adrian repeated, "Blood vessels?"

The man nodded.

Cian said, "Sir, this is Padraig Fitzgerald. He was in a medical course and is quite knowledgeable about that field. I think you should hear him out."

Adrian gestured for Padraig to go on.

"Look here. This drawing looks like a person lying on the platform. This thickest line here seems to be the blood vessels around a human's neck. These connecting th