PANEL ONE: Two adventurers, a man and a woman, explore a dungeon; they leap between stone platforms, dodging bursts of flame. (At least, that's what the substandard art is intended to convey.) WOMAN: You know, I asked old Jarum what this place used to be, and he said it was originally built as a crypt for some ancient nobleman named Irchalos. PANEL TWO: The man cautiously opens a door; the woman stands behind him. WOMAN: Then, years, later, it was taken over by a tribe of naldeks. They added some of their own tunnels, built quite a colony here. But something happened, some plague or something I guess, or maybe superstition about a curse by Irchalos, and they moved out. PANEL THREE: Close-up on the woman. WOMAN: And then later, believe it or not, the place was actually used as a casino! Jarum says they affixed their biggest roulette wheel right to the top of Irchalos's sarcophagus! Which leads one to wonder... PANEL FOUR: The two walk through the room beyond the door. WOMAN: Does it count as Irchalos spinning in his grave if the grave itself is spinning? MAN: It leads _me_ to wonder if you're ever going to shut up!