The party enteres the hidden room, empty save for the lone skeleton slumped against the far stone wall. The flickering flame of their torches send insects scattering, fleeing from the first light to grace these stones in centuries. The faded green of the skeletons hat and tunic stands in stark contrast to the cold grey of old stone. With Four symbols, Numbers, written in blood adorn the wall behind it.
Four.. Zero.. Four..
congradulations party you've found a Dead Link. It never fails to get a chuckle.