Sollyset danset på fjorden, og midtsommerfeiringen i Flåm var i full gang.

The sunlight danced on the fjord, and the midsummer celebration in Flåm was in full swing.

Musikken ljomet mens folk lo og danset.

Music echoed while people laughed and danced.

Sigrid, blomsterhandleren, smilte svakt mens hun betraktet scenen.

Sigrid, the florist, smiled faintly as she watched the scene.

Men dagen før hadde hennes beste venn, Ingrid, forsvunnet.

But the day before, her best friend, Ingrid, had disappeared.

Sigrid var fylt av uro.

Sigrid was filled with anxiety.

Olav, landsbyens eldste, trakk røret fra pipa og blåste røyk i luften.

Olav, the village elder, took the pipe from his mouth and blew smoke into the air.

"Du virker bekymret, Sigrid," sa han.

"You seem worried, Sigrid," he said.

Sigrid nølte, men bestemte seg for å åpne seg for Olav.

Sigrid hesitated but decided to confide in Olav.

"Ingrid er borte.

"Ingrid is missing.

Jeg må finne henne."

I have to find her."

Olav nikket alvorlig.

Olav nodded seriously.

"Vi kan starte søket allerede nå."

"We can start the search right now."

Flåm var et vakkert sted med høye fjell og dype fjorder.

Flåm was a beautiful place with high mountains and deep fjords.

Midnattssolen kastet en gyllen glød over de grønne åsene.

The midnight sun cast a golden glow over the green hills.

Sigrid og Olav begynte å spørre folk.

Sigrid and Olav began asking people.

De var skeptiske og unnvikende.

They were skeptical and evasive.

"Vi så henne danse," sa en ung mann.

"We saw her dancing," said a young man.

"Men etter det, vet vi ikke."

"But after that, we don't know."

Sigrid følte seg frustrert over stillheten.

Sigrid felt frustrated by the silence.

Hun visste at landsbyen skjulte noe.

She knew the village was hiding something.

Sammen med Olav gikk hun til fjellene.

Together with Olav, she headed to the mountains.

Et sted de sjelden besøkte.

A place they rarely visited.

På en steinete sti oppdaget Sigrid en skjult åpning.

On a rocky path, Sigrid discovered a hidden entrance.

Hun skjelte mens hun krabbet inn.

She trembled as she crawled in.

Olav fulgte etter, tent med en lommelykt.

Olav followed, lit by a flashlight.

De gikk inn i en stor, mørk kammer.

They entered a large, dark chamber.

Væggene var dekket av gamle tegninger og symboler.

The walls were covered with ancient drawings and symbols.

På bakken fant de en tøydukke.

On the ground, they found a cloth doll.

"Denne dukkens tilhører Ingrid," hvisket Sigrid.

"This doll belongs to Ingrid," whispered Sigrid.

Olav rynket pannen.

Olav frowned.

"Dette er hemmeligheten.

"This is the secret.

En gammel kult.

An old cult.

De ville holde deg og Ingrid utenfor."

They wanted to keep you and Ingrid out."

Plutselig hørte de svake fottrinn.

Suddenly, they heard faint footsteps.

En skikkelse dukket opp.

A figure appeared.

Det var Ingrid, trøtt men uskadd.

It was Ingrid, tired but unharmed.

"De trodde jeg visste for mye," forklarte hun.

"They thought I knew too much," she explained.

På vei tilbake til landsbyen følte Sigrid lettelse.

On the way back to the village, Sigrid felt relieved.

Hun visste nå om landsbyens mørke fortid.

She now knew about the village's dark past.

Men viktigere, hun hadde funnet Ingrid.

But more importantly, she had found Ingrid.

Landsbyens folk var sjokkerte da Ingrid returnerte.

The villagers were shocked when Ingrid returned.

Men de var også lettet.

But they were also relieved.

Ingen ønsket å snakke om det fryktelige som hadde skjedd.

No one wanted to talk about the terrible thing that had happened.

Sigrid følte seg sterkere nå.

Sigrid felt stronger now.

Hun visste at hun måtte konfrontere sin egen fortid.

She knew she had to confront her own past.

"Olav, takk for all hjelp.

"Olav, thank you for all your help.

Jeg har funnet min indre styrke."

I have found my inner strength."

Olav smilte varmt.

Olav smiled warmly.

"Det var alltid der, Sigrid.

"It was always there, Sigrid.

Du trengte bare å finne det."

You just needed to find it."

Sigrid begynte å jobbe i sitt lille blomsterbutik igjen.

Sigrid resumed working in her little flower shop.

Hun så fremover, mot en ny fremtid.

She looked forward to a new future.

Landsbyen hadde forandret seg også.

The village had changed too.

Folk var mer åpne og ærlige.

People were more open and honest.

Og de visste at de alltid kunne stole på hverandre.

And they knew they could always rely on each other.

Og slik endte mysteriet i Flåm.

And so, the mystery in Flåm ended.

En landsby i forandring.

A village in transformation.

En kvinne med ny mot.

A woman with newfound courage.

Og en eldre mann med visdommen som alltid var der når den trengtes.

And an elder with wisdom that was always there when needed.