A whistle breaks the serene silence covering the old and unbothered stones of the chamber along with the thick layer of dust. Caspian could not help himself but break this stillness and watched the swirls of age old dust circle in the air, bending to the gust of air following his whistle. 

Ever observant and being the backbone of the group, Drakes remained in the shadows, holding the equipment of the party on the solid rocks, while the others stepped into the light letting through the holes in the rock formation above and illuminating the pedestal. In tandem did Caelum and Ratatoskr approach the crafted stone, walking along the path. It would be a lie saying neither of them wondered why it was clear of dust, but the curiosity within was greater than caution. Undusting the table an ancient text welcomed them, proving it a challenge to decipher. Being engrossed in this discovery, so much did both of them forget about the outside world, that it took Caelum a while to voice his annoyance. For some unfathomable reason Ratatoskr kept pulling his tail and mane. How odd, he thought as it was really not something the dark stallion would commit, rarely did he speak to begin with and coming to physical contact with others was a first really.

“ Unm, sorry to ask but can you please stop disturbing me? ”

To his surprise his crewmate was not unlike him, offering the ghostly blue stallion and unwelcoming stare. - “ What are you talking about? It is you who keeps interrupting my reading. You really should not touch me. For your own good. ”

After moments of confusion the awkwards silence was loudly echoing by the heavy footsteps of Drake dashing through the chamber, quickly covering distance to the others. - “ Watch out! ”

In fact it was neither of them who played tricks on the other. Transparent hands emerged from the very ground seeking a firm grasp onto whatever they could reach and holding onto it, they pulled whatever or whoever they touched down. Clearly it was a trap and they walked right into it.