The morning sun burned through the mist and showed Mount Rigi clearly. Emma had spent an hour setting up her equipment along the mountain ridge. She placed sensors and microphones in different spots to create what she called an "acoustic laboratory." Polly watched with interest as the young researcher worked.
"Right then," Emma said, brushing dirt from her knees. "Let's see what happens. Kaspar, could you play a few notes?"
Kaspar lifted his alphorn reluctantly. He stood on a flat rock that hung over the valley and raised the instrument to his lips. He tried to play a traditional call, but his throat seized up. The sound broke into stuttering pieces.
But something amazing happened. The broken notes didn't just disappear - they multiplied. Each piece bounced between the rock faces in a complex pattern. Emma's equipment tracked everything in real-time. On her tablet screen, the sound waves danced and created harmonies.
"Do you hear that?" Emma breathed excitedly. "The mountain is making music with you!"
Kaspar lowered his alphorn. "It sounds like chaos."
"No," Polly said, tilting her head thoughtfully. "It sounds like conversation. The mountain has been waiting for someone who speaks in fragments."
Suddenly, another alphorn played from higher up the mountain. These notes were harsh and aggressive, like military music.
"That's Gottfried Steiner," Kaspar muttered, his face going pale.
"Who's he?" Emma asked.
"The most famous alphorn player in Switzerland. He wants to keep alpine tradition pure. If he finds out what we're doing here..."
The distant playing stopped. Polly spotted a large man coming down the trail, carrying his alphorn like a weapon.
"He's coming," she announced.
Emma started packing her equipment quickly. "Should we leave?"
"No," Kaspar said with sudden determination. "I've been running from judges like him my whole career. Maybe it's time to face the music."
As Gottfried's figure grew larger, Polly noticed something strange. The mountain itself seemed to be humming quietly, as if it were waiting to see what would happen when old tradition met new ideas.
