Picar, a young lover of poetry, leaves behind the notebook filled with his verses on the plane. It isn’t until after a long and exhausting five-hour journey that he realizes his loss upon arriving at the hotel. Worried about him, his friends begin searching for the missing notebook, hoping to recover his treasured words.

(International Prof. Dr. Muhammed Hamidullah Anatolian Imam Hatip High School--Serap'S Team)

      Initially they head for the airport to start 'the finding Picar's poetry book mission'. When they arrive there, one of the officers at information desk tells them that the lost items are collected in a room there. Learning the place of that room, our literary teens go to the room. As soon as they enter the room, they hear a strange sound behind them.

They turn around but see no one. While investigating, they discover a hidden door behind some boxes. When they open it, they find a staircase leading down to a dark basement that smells of old paper. On the wall, a faded sign reads “Archive.” They exchange glances and begin to descend… But before they reach the bottom, something moves in the darkness.

(Agrupamento de Escolas de Gavião - Sílvia Serrano's Team0

Picard, Elio and Mira walked slowly down the dark stairs. Suddenly, they heard a noise behind them. They stopped and looked back, but saw nothing. "Did you hear that?" Mira asked quietly. They kept walking and found a big room under the ground. There were many old bags, books, and boxes on the shelves. In the middle of the room, they saw a table with a book on it — Picard’s poetry book. When he touched it, the lights blinked and a deep voice said, "You shouldn't be here." The three friends looked at each other, very scared.The three friends stood still, hearts pounding, unsure whether to grab the book or run.

(Bilecik Hayme Ana Girls' Vocational and Technical Anatolian High School- Emel's Team) 

Picard took a deep breath and touched the book. Everything became very quiet. Even their breathing sounded strange. Then, the book opened by itself. The pages turned fast and stopped on one with strange symbols. Mira looked at it and said, “These are not your poems, Picard. This is something old and different.”

Suddenly, the door behind them closed with a loud bang. They were locked in. The deep voice came again, louder this time: “You woke up something that should stay asleep..."

(Bilecik Hayme Ana Girls' Vocational and Technical Anatolian High School- Elif's Team) 

When Mira touched the symbols, the book suddenly glowed, and whispers in an ancient language rose from the walls. Elio said, his voice trembling, “Someone is watching us...” A book fell from the shelves, its cover slowly opening. Inside was a poem Picard had never written—yet it bore his signature. “This isn’t possible,” he whispered. Just then, the ground shook and a hidden passage opened behind the bookshelf. A warm wind and old melodies flowed from within. “This is another place… maybe even another time,” Mira said. As the three stepped into the passage, the secrets of the past awaited them…

(Private Eskisehir Organized Industrial Zone Vocational and Technical Anatolian High School - Hatice Merve Çavuş's Team) 

No one heard anthing for a few seconds. They looked at each other. Picar broke the slilence and said, '' There must be a reason why we came here. If you dare to stay with me, let's solve this matter.''

Mira and Elio held his hand as if approving him.

Suddenly, with all his courage, Picar opened the book again. There was an acrostic poem on the page that didn't belong to him.

The acrostic was as follows : 

Şehit Metehan Atmaca Anatolian High School - Nisa's Team

Shadowed paths reveal the truth unseen.
Even silence echoes ancient screams.
Every word, a doorway left ajar.
Knowledge lives where memories are.
Enter not with doubt or fear.
Remember those who once stood here.
Speak the verse, and light draws near.

The golden light from the poem slowly disappeared, but a soft voice whispered, “Only true seekers may go on.” The room became quiet. Suddenly, the floor moved, and a spiral staircase appeared. The stairs were old and covered with strange poems. Picar looked at his friends and said, “Let’s continue.”

Bornova Anatolian High School - Nurser's team

The three friends slowly walked down the stairs. The air felt cold, and the light was dim. On the walls, they saw pictures of old poets and forgotten books. At the bottom, there was a wooden door. It had no handle—only a small space for writing. “Another poem,” Mira said.

Bornova Anatolian High School - Tuğba's team

’Key words torn from the soul take flight,
 Unlocking doors long sealed from sight.
 The light of silence softly glows,
 And sparks the mind where wisdom grows.
 In quiet halls where thoughts arise,
 Truth wakes beneath unspoken skies.’

National College "Zinca Golescu" Pitesti, Romania- Geanina's team

”Skies”... Picar said.” We need to find a window..”

”But where?...” Mia asked. We are in the basement.”

In a thoughtful voice Elio said "I don't think it's about a window. Look it says silence and wisdom glows and here it says in quiet halls thoughts arise. I think it's a riddle and the answer is library." 

When Elio said "library" the voice from before spoke loudly "You may enter!", and the wooden door opened slowly. 

The three friends passed through the door one by one with curiosity, anticipation a little bit of trepidation in their hearts and minds. They thought about all the poets and writers that they have seen on the walls here and they have read and admired before. And they wanted to be one of these wonderful people. 

Suluova Şehit Metehan Atmaca Anatolian High School- Nil's team