The three of us had decided to investigate an intriguing temple in the middle of a typical desert.

Upon entry it was apparent the structure was old, yet not untouched. Marks in the dust indicated that others had been here, recently, perhaps…though we will never know.

As we entered my eyes were immediately drawn to an intricate coloured pattern on the flooring. Without thought I went in for a closer look.

Only by the grace of my colleague did I avoid disaster and an untimely end as he shouted “Nobody touch anything, step on anything or even move!”, as I stood with one foot above a blue coloured block which began to crumble away. Beneath was drop of about a hundred feet or so. It had been a narrow escape.

I tried to concentrate on not doing anything else stupid, but I couldn’t help but stare further into the gloom of the abyss and…and…yes…a chest!

“Hey guys…come have a look!” I waved them over and we each to a turn to salivate forthwith.

Moments later my companions went to work trying to find a safe way down.

Meanwhile I decided to walk around and check out stuff of my own. It was then I noticed the window. Outside I could see dozens of zombies and skeletons filing towards the temple. The sun had gone down.

How long had we been here?

“Guys!” They rushed over and we decided to barricade ourselves into the temple, sealing all exits and buying us as much time as we needed to figure out the puzzle before daylight arrived to polish off the bad guys.

Now where to begin…

As my companions ferreted around trying to find clues as to a way down into the temple I had other ideas, and they came in the form of a chest. My chief concern was that I wanted to get to the chest first and take everything before either of my companions got a look in. What self respecting lewtocalypse wouldn’t?

I removed some barricades from the door and then backed away into a corner. The zombies piled in by the droves.

My companions noticed and drew swords, hacking and slashing to stay alive. It was all the distraction I needed.

Pickaxe out. Dig straight down. And away we go…chest, come to papa.

Now this is when things get a little vague, if not predictable.

As I was about half way down the stonework of the drop and heard the battle above picking up pace, and it sounded like my companions were winning. They would soon no doubt wonder where I was, and that meant sharing the loot. I had to move quickly. Without further delay I made a beeline for the chest, and not only did I tunnel through stone, I tunneled through a carpet of TNT set as a trap.

 

KABOOM!!!

 

About 10 seconds passed and I stood in a chamber at least twice as big as before.

Nothing was left. No enemies, no temple and most importantly no God damn chest!

I slowly looked up at my companions above me as the stonework fell about them in dribs and drabs. Impressed, they looked not.

“Did you…Just try to open the chest?” one of them asked.

I had no response other than a shit eating grin as I tucked my chin into my neck and pretended I had merely been mining stone the whole time.

HOW WAS I EVEN STILL ALIVE?!

~Lordt