A FAINT DRUMBEAT EMANATES FROM THE MUSTY TOMB AHEAD.

A METALLIC TASTE IS IN THE AIR, AND SACCHARINE MOSS SQUELCHES UNDERFOOT. A PALPABLE SENSATION OF DREAD SURROUNDS THE TEMPLE PORTAL-- ITS MAW EXPELS A HUMID HOT BREATH.

THIS TEMPLE IS INANIMATE THOUGH IT IS VERY MUCH ALIVE. DARE YOU ENTER?

RED ZIGGURAT ~~ THOU WHO ART PROFANE, THOU SHALT BE TURNED ~~ THOU WHO ART BLESSED, BLESSED INDEED THOU ART ~~