As the group would reach the door, the crack along the door would glow lightly, a soft blue color, reacting to the dagger but not activating.
 
[color=8882be]Hm...[/color] Wingate, said, kneeling down to the skeleton on the floor, searching through his belongings, until she found just what she was looking for; another journal. Taking out the journal, she flipped through the pages. Most of it was the same as last time, cataloguing an adventure across the sea, cataloguing their camping when they made it to shore, until she made it to the last page.

[color=8882be][u]To whoever is reading this, if anyone ever finds this, I have betrayed my crew.[/u][/color] Wingate read out loud, slowly as she had to translate from Yiskin. [color=8882be][u]I have pushed my crew to their limits, have set so many people back home, all in the sake of some treasure that might not even exist... Now I am here, at a door that won't even open... The key to activate it is behind a wall of sand. If any of my crew finds me, I'm sorry. 

I feel dizzy.[/u][/color]

The journal ended there.