It was getting close to evening but there was still enough light.  The town was still alive with activity but it didn’t seem like many people were heading towards the ruins.  It seemed as if all the villagers were preparing the town for explorers but there were none among themselves.  It was a nice hike to the ruins from the town, thirty minutes at most by foot and much faster by car.  An old road used when the ruins were being explored still lead out to it.  The ruins themselves were full of old stone buildings.  Some were still standing but most were only half of a building.  The temple looked surprisingly good for a ruin.  It still looked old but all of its walls and ceilings were there.  Steps lead up it into the main part of the building.  It was a large room and looked empty.  There were no markings on it and the focal point looked like the altar in it.  One of the sides was cracked and the hole showed a small switch that had been pressed.  Behind the altar there were stairs that lead downward.  It looks as if the stone floor had sunk down and formed the steps.  They simply lead into the darkness.<br/><br/>Deep within the tomb the sound of footsteps could be heard.  It had been a long time but it didn’t make a difference.  Everything was still fresh to it.  A deep and strange chant echoed through the empty halls.  It continued for a few minutes before stopping.  It was time.  It was time for them all to arise.  The time to return had finally come.