Bram stared at the box, then at the faces of his friends clustered around. He grinned fiendishly as he placed his hand upon the box. “Let’s have ourselves a look.”

Whit stared as Bram forcibly pried the box from the skeleton’s grip. The bones cracked as the box was wrenched free, yet Whit did not wince at the sound. All he wanted was the box, to learn what it contained, and he gazed avidly as Bram began to open it.

Be careful, Zora had warned him. Yet he shoved her warning aside. The answers to everything were inside the box.

As the lid opened, the flames from the torches were suddenly sucked inside the box. The chamber plunged into darkness.