Thick cobwebs coat the walls, coloring the walls a grin shade of gray. You part the clinging ropes and a stone pillar becomes visible. As you walk up to the waist height stone thick dust stirs from the floor, making you sneeze and misting the stale air. You torch shines over the flat surface at the top of the column. As you move the torch shadows play of the flat surface, crating the illusion of contours. Taking a deep breath and blowing more thick dust into the air reveals a hand shaped recess in the top of the stone.

You carefully place your right hand into the stone. As soon as your hand enters a low bass rumble shakes the room and dust falls from the roof like gray snow. A crack appears in front of the column and two halves of the floor slide back to show a inky black hole. As you look closer something stirs inside and begins to rise up. A large rectangular stone rises up. On its front there are three letters ornately carved into the surface half way down in the middle. The tall rectangle stops its assent and stands but an inch from the roof.

The dusty air shimmers and before you a 2d orange rectangle forms in mid air. The borders solid orange but the center slightly transparent. After a few seconds something begins to scroll across the glowing rectangle.