Nice, it looks like the first team is going to consist of 6 members rather than 4... or not? Added you all, by the way.

You all slowly walk into the entrance of the ancient ruins, ready for everything that could hide down there. This is it. Once you enter this dungeon, there is no return to your past life. Either you claim the treasures of this place... or you die.

In the ruins, you notice a dark straight staircase leading downwards. Joseph takes out his lantern and lights it up before the team descends...

...As you go down, Mk feels a strange presence below. Though the strange rift that has taken him to this planet wiped out most of his memories as an alien, disabled the powersuit and weakened his psychic abilities, the presence feels... familiar.

"Alright, 'team', watch my back. I'm the guy leading us through this shit so you better know your place.

I actually forgot about you. I don't have a spare weapon, so kindly fuck off and use your fists."

How did it all come to this? Oh right, it's because I decided "fuck my life of crime it's getting me nowhere" and decided to go treasure hunting instead. Honestly, I'm not fond of these guys. Granted, that one dame who crashed on the boat from afar was pretty, and that mercenary unnerves me, but otherwise I couldn't be bothered to give a shit. Now that I think about it, with the exception of one of the dames, I'm one of the weakest ones here. Shit... it's a good thing revolvers can hold six bullets. Did I bring my flask? I hope to God I brought my flask of whiskey.

No time to dwell on my past of robbing speakeasies and stealing from illicit liquor stores, though. Right now, it's time to search for riches.

Let's go forward.

"You, the guy in the suit. Hold the lantern."

I push my lit lantern into (Watcher's) hands, and take out my trusty SIX PRONGED KEY, and by that I mean my REVOLVER. As the leader of these sacks of shit, there's no way in hell I'm letting myself get killed almost instantly. Some would argue I could have held my lantern and revolver in each hand, but I'll be quick to remind them that with two hands, I would have a steadier aim and a better chance of saving their asses. Maybe I'll check what I have on me, see if I got my flask and spare rounds for my six pronged key.

You, thankfully, do have your flask of whiskey and 12 extra revolver rounds on you.



You go around to illuminate and examine the chamber you are in. As you get closer to one of the skeletons, you notice something shining on the ground next to it, which turns out to be couple of GOLD COINS. The other skeleton doesn't have anything notable on it. As you illuminate the darker corners of the chamber, you hear what seem to be noises of bats... You also notice two passages leading to dark hallways in the opposite wall...

The psychic presence seems to disappear...