This high-ceilinged passage is made out of pure gold-veined black

marble. Masterfully crafted, the floor stones seemingly have no joins

nor do the walls display any. It is utterly silent, and any sound

disturbing the peace here echoes back in a manner that twists and

distorts it. To the north, a single black marble door breaks the

length of the wall. Etched in gold on its surface are a few words in

a strange, forgotten language.