• Health: 10/10

• Magic: 5/5

• Inventory: Sword, Shield

The air goes dead silent. You place the key within the lock, and turn.

The key turns roughly, as it finally clicks into place, the door shatters as though it were made of glass - The only sound, a detached, distant laughter as the shards dissipate into a ghostly fog along the floor. The light from your torch is swallowed, you find yourself drowned in darkness. A short moment passes before the sconces on the wall ignite, one by one - Revealing the long decayed hallway ahead of you.

At it’s end, a stone pillar. The pillar’s surface hold’s an unusual box, illuminating an image that stares back at you.