<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/bwHSomM.jpg)</div><br/>Kirsta eyed the sand the same way Zerxel did, not sure what it meant but certain that it was bad news.<strong>"I'll check out the walls if you want to go look at the door on the other side of the room?" </strong>she suggested?  The pair set out, and Kirsta was quick to add,<strong>"I'm sure I don't have to mention this, but I'd avoid the sand.  I don't know why, but I get a bad feeling about it."</strong>Certainly the stone platforms wouldn't be in place if they weren't important.  Kirsta began leaping easily from one platform to the next, and thankfully they weren't so far apart that it was difficult to do so.  But they were at different heights and if avoiding the sand was important, it would become harder and harder as the room slowly filled.<br/><br/>Zerxel had no problem crossing the room without touching the sand that sat a few inches below the lips of even the lowest stone platforms and made it to the far side of the room.  Each end of the room, the one they'd just entered through and the one she was now on were the highest parts of the room and solid worked stone.  This platform bore an iron wall, similar to the one that had slammed in place blocking the minotaur earlier.  Well if nothing else she knew she wouldn't be able to break through the iron door, though there was no obvious catch or trigger to open it either.  Her first thought was to look for a stone trigger, similar to the one that had dropped the door on the entrance side.  In fact her keen eyes did find a single stone in the wall that was smooth and worn and even pressed inwards.  However other than a slight clicking noise, nothing happened when she pressed it.<br/><br/>So she moved to the statue that stood in the center of the exit platform.  It was a worn statue of a woman draped in shapeless robes and holding a staff or a spear.  The statue itself was very worn and weathered as if it had been exposed to harsh sand storms and weather for many years.  Even the features of the face were so worn away it was almost impossible to tell if it was supposed to be a man or a woman, and only the vague shape of breasts beneath the robes gave any clue to the gender of the statue.  It stood on a smooth and simple round dais, the same width as the statue itself, but otherwise seemed fairly unremarkable.<br/><br/>Kirsta hopped over onto the exit platform and asked,<strong>"Any luck?"</strong>Then frowned at Zerxel's answer,<strong>"Damn I was hoping you'd have the door open already by now.  All I found were two large steel mirrors mounted into the walls at the midpoint of the room." </strong>She pointed to the middle of the room, and there Zerxel could see the shiny surfaces embedded in the walls.  Below which were two small stone platforms.  Zerxel could see now where Kirsta had wiped away some of the grime from the steel mirrors, and now they reflected the illusionary light filtering in from the ceiling.<strong>"I tried to find a seam, thinking maybe we could remove the mirrors, but they're well built into the stone of the wall.  Whatever they are for, they aren't meant to be moved.  Maybe the chains hanging from the pillars?" </strong>Kirsta shrugged her shoulders gesturing around the room to the ancient and largely rusty chains hanging about the room, most sliding down into the sand.<strong>"I don't know, what do you think?"</strong>