Within the lobby of the Cornwall Mansion, it was a mostly quiet scene. The two distinct noises that were present, not counting the group’s conversation, were Eliel’s eating and Sohn tapping the white marble floor. The former’s candy apple was indeed delicious, while the latter’s tappings revealed nothing out of the ordinary. The marble felt solid as marble normally does. The shepherd’s call to Claribel did not reveal anything either. As appealing as it would have been to gain an easy resolution here, there was no response from the nine year old girl. However, with his elven hearing, Eliel was able to notice something everyone else had missed; something scurrying in the background Perhaps it was a mouse, or perhaps it was something much more malicious, but whatever it was the half-elf didn’t have much time to think about it. Vander had decided to walk forward towards the light past the arch, feeling that there was no danger in walking there despite Sohn’s more cautious attitude. With his third step on the red carpet, he felt something on the floor. Then everyone saw what had happened; the ground beneath the rug collapsed and the oldest man in the party of five started his descent down a dark pit! The moments that followed would determine if the team becomes separated a few minutes into their quest or if they are able to stick together. What would they do?