you keep digging into the soft loamy earth. you had been looking for an old buried relic, but something else now compells you to continue. you think you hear a soft osseous rattle somewhere below. the ground gets denser and more silty as you dig. after digging only roughly 6 ft, the ground buckles, and caves in underneath you. you drop raggedly into a short room, your fall only lightly cusioned by a pile of bones and earth. you are lucky there was enough soil to cover the rubble of the collapsed stone ceiling underneath you. just as the dust settles, you notice the rattling has gone silent. all you can hear is the yawn of the dark and dank stone corridor surrounding you. you then see a flicker of warm tiny lights ahead. you think its just you seeing things after a fall. the room then drops to freezing in an instant, then another rattling, right behind you.