<em><strong>=Underground, Level 1=</strong></em><br/><br/>Henderson, as it turned out, could have a worse day then he started with.<br/><br/>As Dev passed an open doorway, a shout came out of it. "Hey!" Henderson tried to call to get someones attention. "Vrrtak? Steelhorn? Boss? Anybody?" Henderson was standing in the middle of the room, holding a spear and pointing it at a treasure chest in the corner, his hands shaking slightly. His stance was practised and smooth, but something was shaking him up that he obviously hadn't planned for. "I could really do with a little help here..." he said, eyes drifting away from the chest for a second before he snapped his head back around to look at it. It hadn't moved. It hadn't done anything. It was just a chest! But still, he stood there, aiming his spear at it and looking terrified.