Gameplay

Robert eyed Eugen with a worried glance. He placed a hand on his shoulder and gently squeezed it. "Mr. Chornyi, get a hang of yourself. We will definitely get out of this place. Don't worry."

"Sure, sure."

Eugen nods.

The shrine looks like something that would interest Mr. Chornyi and she turns to ask him to look at what she has found, but sees him seemingly enthralled with the mural. She turns back and tries to recall anything she learned from him or her book when Dr. Whittaker exclaims he has translated the final pages and then a CLANG!

She gasps and holds up her parasol as though ready to brain whatever is arriving, but puts her parasol down again as Mr. Chornyi starts to sing a song only he understands. As Dr. Whittaker puts a steadying hand on him, she nods along.

"Yes Mr. Chornyi, that is probably just the workers finally getting the entrance open. Right?"

She looks at the others for reassurance.

With no reassurance in sight, Lady Bishop's shoulders and face droop with despair. She turns back to the shrine hoping for one last piece of inspiration.

Thomas cocks his head at the sound.

Robert waited with batted breath and then turned towards his companions, "It doesn't seem to be coming from the entrance and I can't hear any of our workers. Should we investigate? We are running out of candles."

"We should go back to the main room. At least there's so much stuff. There must be something that serves us as a tool or torch. Hihi."

Eugens gesture and overall pose do not quite reflect his words. It's a defensive pose, the trowel still held like a small sword in front of him, the 3rd candle in the other.

He's slightly shaking.

Disturbed by the violent end to the man and not finding anything as interesting as the treasure room, Lady Bishop nods at Dr. Whittaker's question. It seems the most valuable things in this room were the man's possessions.

"Yes, maybe one of you will fare better in finding a torch or something in that room. And did one of you not mention there being something interesting behind the plaster at the entrance? I can take the candle so you can concentrate Mr. Chornyi."

She offers a gloved hand to grab the candle that is quickly melting down to nothing.

Carefully Eugen puts the candle into Lady Bishop's hand.

"Watch out, My Lady. The wax is hot and trickling down here.
But at least the pain is proof that we're still alive."

Robert turned towards the sound of footsteps. "Wait, what was that? Aren't we the only ones inside the tomb?"

Thomas takes up a defensive stance.
"I'll pop out and take a look," he says. He balances on the balls of his feet and tries to move quietly to look in the other room.

Thomas quickly hurries back to the others.
"That big stone slab in the treasure room is moving. There's footsteps behind it. Do you think the crew could have found another way in?" Thomas is whispering, for reasons he isn't consciously aware of.

"That might be. However, I can't think of anything so big that we hear the footsteps here in the Annex.", Eugen whispers as well.

"Anyways. We're trapped in this part of the tomb. Why not get back to the main room, grab anything we could utilise for light or defense? We also could go back to the stair, block up the small whole we crawled through. Thomas still has the explosives?"

An anxious and loud breath leaves his throat. Then he makes a step forward, the trowel in his hand as if it was a crucifix.