The night was gloomy and grey, the rain beating against the windows of a small flat on the top floor of an old building. Inner Adrian, Marta and Michael sat at a table scattered with ancient relics and maps. All three were avid adventurers and unexplained mysteries. Right now they were focusing their attention on a mysterious object they had found in an old antique shop. It was a pearl of extraordinary brilliance that supposedly had the ability to transport its owners back in time. At first, none of them believed the stories, but with each passing day, the pearl surprised them with its behaviour. It changed colour, pulsed and even seemed to float in the air at certain times. They decided they had nothing to lose and would try to use its power. Adrian was the first to put his hand on the pearl. Nothing happened. They tried together, but the effect was the same. Until Martha got the idea to put the pearl on an old map that showed their town from the 18th century. Whether it was a coincidence or something more, no one was sure, but the moment the pearl touched the paper, the light flashed so brightly that they had to close their eyes. When they opened them, they were standing in the street in full sunlight, surrounded by people dressed in clothes from that period. Shocked but excited, they began their adventure into the past, unaware of how much this journey would change their lives and their perception of the world. But not everything went according to plan. Somewhere in the crowd, they spotted a man looking at them with curiosity. He had a mass of scars on his face and a menace shone in his eye. He noticed their stares and began to move towards them....