Pitch Black
You open what appears to be the crumbling binding of the book and immediately realize two things: the book is sturdier than you thought, and the cover was attached to a line that had been covered over with the dust of time.
You hear two faint "Click!"s followed by a heavy metallic "Ca-CLACK!" in rapid succession. Normally, were you not hunched over some old book trying to examine it, the cacophony of clicks would have been enough to spur you out of the way of the heavy iron spike-grate that is now hurtling down at you with bone crushing efficacy.
Too bad.
You hear two faint "Click!"s followed by a heavy metallic "Ca-CLACK!" in rapid succession. Normally, were you not hunched over some old book trying to examine it, the cacophony of clicks would have been enough to spur you out of the way of the heavy iron spike-grate that is now hurtling down at you with bone crushing efficacy.
Too bad.
