Unlocking the door proves difficult, and Daniel discovers that in addition to being locked, something's blocking the keyhole from the other side. He manages to turn and push the object free, and everyone hears the clatter of metal against stone opposite the door. Daniel turns the tumblers and the door is unlocked.
Opening the door reveals a small storage room. Stacks of clay urns rest against the walls, some neatly arranged while others appear to have tumbled or fallen into broken piles. All of the urns are empty.
A single skeleton lies in the middle of the room, flimsy robes almost melting around it. There is a metal flask by the remains of a bony hand, empty. A book rests by its ribcage, the cover stained a dull black from time. Many pages disintegrate and flake away, with thick sections seemingly glued together. A few loose sheets of paper contain some legible writing, while the rest of the book is blank.
[ +- ] Old Book
... if we create eternal guardians... watch over the dead...
... too strong! It has taken control of everything! Basille was shredded before my eyes, and I could only hear Marketh's screams from down the hall.
Trapped. Can't get to the fountain. I should die here, with my regrets. I only hope that Ios may forgive us.
A small metal key rests by the door.