Carey looked around the cavern with a torch. There were strange paintings and scriptures painted all over in languages that he had never seen before. In fact he doubted that they would even be considered as languages for they appeared to be so simplistic and yet they seemed so mysterious and exotic.
"What are these writings? They must be here for a reason..." he wondered.
After a few minutes of wandering about in the empty caverns, he stood in front of what seemed to be passages leading everywhere. Small doorways and entrances about four feet tall and five feet wide that were crudely carved out of stone. Somehow he felt a sense of foreboding danger and he decided not to explore any further. He turned around and decided to meet up with the others. But as soon as he turned his back, he fel
