Shadowgate

Your eyes swell with glory as you eye the mounds of riches scattered before you. In a shameless leap, you land gleefully upon the metallic joy.

A harsh roar quakes the room. As you roll about lavishly through the coins, you don't appear to notice. At the harrowing end of the massive Great Hall, a dignified winged figure emerges from a cave nearly half a mile away. Its foreboding essence fills the entire chamber.

It inhales. As you run gold and silver between your fingers, your body ignites in a molten fury. You move your lips to scream but your skull is already melting.
End Of Story