Lucille's eyes went *very* wide as the entrance was revealed- She couldn't *begin* to guess how long it'd rested beneath the ground! Her nose wrinkled at the smell of fetid air...The light doing nothing at all to the darkness, except making it dirty!<br/><br/>This place had been buried for a long, long time.<br/><br/>Very, very carefully, Lucille strode over to the staircase...And, her broom tucked against herself, began to descend, one step at a time, into the ancient gloom- Marvelling at how perfectly preserved it'd been, beneath the scorching sands! She wondered what *else* might be concealed...And her green eyes sparked, her grip tightening just a little as new caution slipped into her motions...