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She took the plant： an oversized； bushy explosion of green stalks； with a tapered root at one end and a creamy flower at the other。
〃What is it？〃 she asked。
〃Oh； about five to ten in a Federal prison。〃 Holroyd laughed。
She threw him an unprehending gaze。
〃It's datura；〃 he explained。 〃That root's loaded with a highly potent hallucinogen。〃
〃Hallucinogen？〃
〃The alkaloid is concentrated in the upper sections of the root；〃 Aragon interjected。 〃Among Yaqui shamans； fortitude is measured by just how far up the root you can ingest。〃 He glanced at Holroyd。 〃But certainly you've noticed that's not the only illegal plant in this valley。〃
Holroyd nodded。 〃Not only datura； but psilocybin； mescal cactus 。 。 。 the place is a veritable smorgasbord of psychedelics。〃
〃The curious thing；〃 Aragon said； 〃is that those three plants you mention…which seem to run riot here…are sometimes taken by shamans and medicine men。 In bination； they can induce a wild frenzy。 It's like an overdose of PCP： you could get shot at close range and never feel it。〃
〃Those priests knew what they were doing； settling here；〃 Smithback cackled。
〃The flower's pretty； at least；〃 Nora said。
〃Looks like a morning glory； doesn't it？〃 Holroyd asked。 〃That's another funny thing。 There's an enzyme in the datura root that the body can't metabolize。 Instead； it gets exuded in the sweat。 And I've heard that's exactly what people who take it smell like。 Morning glories。〃
Unconsciously； Nora leaned forward； bringing the flower to her nose。 It was large and white； almost sexual in its ripeness。 She inhaled the delicate scent deeply。
Then she froze； fingers turning cold。 In a moment； her mind was back in the upstairs hallway of her parents' abandoned ranch house； hearing the crunch of glass underfoot； smelling the scent of crushed flowers on the still night air。。。
She heard a clatter； and turned to see Sloane approaching； burdened by a portable acetylene lantern； a chalk information board； and the 4x5 camera。 Sloane caught her eye。 Immediately； the woman put down the equipment and came over。 She slid a graceful arm around Nora's waist。
〃Sorry；〃 she whispered in Nora's ear。 〃You were right。 As usual。〃
Nora nodded； pulling herself back to the present。 〃Let's not talk about it。〃
Sloane drew away slightly。 〃I guess it's obvious。 I have a problem with authority。 Something else I have to thank my father for。 It won't happen again。〃
〃Thank you；〃 Nora said； dropping the plant。 〃And I shouldn't have made that crack about your father。 It was unkind。〃
Then she turned to the group； doing her best to push thoughts of Holroyd's plant out of her mind。 〃Okay； here's the protocol。 Sloane and I will enter the kiva first； to make an initial analysis and do the photography。 The rest of you will follow。 Agreed？〃
Black frowned； but there was nodding and murmuring from the rest of the group。
〃Good。 Then let's get started。〃
One at a time； they ascended the rope ladder。 Moving through the central plaza； they climbed a nearby sandpile and walked across the first setback of roofs。 Mounting an Anasazi ladder placed against the second story…still in perfect condition； lashed with sinew…they topped out on the second story setback。 The entrance to the Great Kiva lay at the back； its vast circular bulk in purple shadow。 Another ladder had been placed against its wall； and in a moment Nora and Sloane stood on the roof。 It was covered with a thick layer of adobe and felt immensely solid beneath Nora's feet。 As with all kivas； it was entered from a hole in the roof。 Protruding from the opening were the two ends of a ladder； leading down into the interior。 As she stared at the ladder； Nora felt her mouth go dry。
She moved slowly toward it； stopping just before the opening。 〃Let's light the lantern；〃 she said。
There was the hiss of gas； and with a pop of ignition the lantern sprang to life。 As they knelt by the opening； Sloane directed the brilliant white light down into the gloom。
The ladder descended about fifteen feet； ending in an anchor groove cut into the sandstone floor。 Sloane angled the beam around； but from their vantage point nothing but bare floor was visible： the kiva was sixty feet in diameter； and the walls were beyond reach。
〃You can go first；〃 Nora said。
Sloane looked at her。 〃Me？〃
Nora smiled。
Quickly； Sloane climbed down the first five rungs； then held up her hand for the lamp。 Climbing down a few more rungs； she stopped to direct the light around the walls。 Nora could not see what Sloane was looking at； but she could see the expression on the young woman's face。 The kiva； she knew then； was not empty。
Sloane rapidly descended to the bottom； and after a last deep breath Nora followed。 A moment later she stepped off the ladder； her eyes following the lamp's broad illumination。
The circular wall of the kiva was covered with a brilliantly colored mural。 The images were highly stylized； and Nora had to examine them for a moment before she realized what they represented。 Ranged around the top were four huge thunderbirds； their outstretched wings almost covering the entire upper part of the kiva wall。 Jagged lightning shot from the birds' eyes and beaks。 Below； clouds drifted across a field of brilliant turquoise； dropping dotted curtains of white rain。 Running through the clouds was a rainbow god； his long body encircling almost the entire circumference of the kiva； his head and hands outstretched and meeting at the north。 Toward the bottom of the mural was the landscape of the earth itself。 Nora noticed the four sacred mountains； placed at each of the cardinal directions。 It was the cosmography that still ran through most present…day southwestern Native American religions： the black mountain in the north； the yellow mountain in the west； the white mountain in the east； and the blue mountain in the south。 The mural was executed in the finest detail； and the colors； so long buried in darkness； seemed as fresh as if they had been painted the day before。
Nora dropped her eyes。 Below the mural； ranging around the circumference of the kiva； was a stone banco。 On the banco lay a huge number of gleaming objects； appearing and disappearing as the lantern beam moved slowly over them。 As she stared； Nora realized； with a kind of remote surprise； that they were all skulls。 There were dozens； if not hundreds of them： human； bear； buffalo； wolf； deer； mountain lion； jaguar…each pletely covered with an inlay of polished turquoise。 But it was the eyes that struck Nora most of all。 In each eye socket lay a carved globe of rose quartz crystal； inlaid with carnelian； that refracted； magnified； and threw back the beam of the lamp； causing the eyes to gleam hideously pink in the murk。 It was a grinning crowd of the dead； a host of lidless ghouls； ranged around them； their eyes glowing maniacally； as if caught in the headlights of a car。
Aside from the skulls； Nora saw； the room was pletely bare。 There was the usual sipapu； the hole to the underworld； in the exact center of the kiva； and two firepits on either side。 To the east； she noticed the standard spirit opening； a narrow keyhole channel running up and out of the kiva。 But the mural and the skulls were； like almost everything else in Quivira； unique。
Nora glanced at Sloane； who had already turned away from the sights and was arranging the camera's three flash units。
〃I'm going to invite the others in；〃 said Nora。 〃There's very little they can disturb in here if they stay away from the walls。〃
Sloane nodded curtly。 As she busied herself with the exposure meter； Nora thought she saw a kind of disappointment on the woman's face。 Then the first bank of flashes went off； illuminating the entire grinning pany for a ghastly moment。
The others filed down the ladder in silent astonishment and gathered at the bottom。 Nora found herself drawn to a curious design of two large circles at the northern end of the mural。 One circle enclosed an incised disk of blue and white； showing miniature clouds and rain； done in the usual Anasazi geometric style： a miniature version of the huge circle painted on the kiva's exterior。 The second circle was painted