We’ve made it! The sun is setting over Selvadorada, right on time to hit the stairs to the entrance chamber. The golden sunlight casts the last of the cold shadows on the stone. We’re getting ready to climb up — or more precisely, I’m motivating the kids to get climbing.
Cyril is having none of it. “Who even knows what’s inside that temple!” he says. “Curses and everything! You got turned into a skeleton once! I’m not going in there.”
I don’t force him into it — I’d feel terrible if he also got turned into a skeleton now.
What we find in the entrance chamber is far, far from curses and traps, though.
Apparently someone had a dance party in there!
Hopefully not the skeletons.
If I hadn’t lost my bag in the quicksand, I could probably rappel down that hole in the ground — guess we’ll have to go the long way around.
This time the traps are tricky ones.
And yet, it’s either we solve them, or we walk through electricity.
Oh, but I’m solving the puzzles.
The Stewarts Family (and other shenanigans) 