Sunlight filters through cracked stained glass in the old Santa Maria del Pi church as Nate and Sully step inside cautiously.

Nathan: "Alright, so this is the place. Doesn’t look like much, but that’s usually a good sign."

Sully: "If there’s treasure here, it’s buried under a lot of dust and old prayers."

Nathan: "You sure this contact’s legit? Don’t want another wild goose chase."

Sully: "She’s reliable enough. Knows her way around. Just don’t expect miracles."

You step forward, holding out the matching golden cross. Nate catches it.

Nathan: "You’ve got the other half. Good."

Sully: "Don’t let her quietness fool you. She’s got her reasons."

Nathan: "I’m not assuming she’s working against us yet."

You nod and move ahead. Nate glances at Sully, who eyes you carefully.

Sully: "People like her don’t always play by our rules."

Nathan: "I’ll decide for myself."

The three descend ancient stone stairs.

Nathan: "Plan’s to follow the crosses and find the hidden door?"

Sully: "And avoid traps. That’s the fun part."

You lead steadily but without expert confidence.

Nathan: "You sure you know where you’re going?"

You stay silent, moving forward.

Nathan: "I’ll take that as a yes."

Sully: "She’s got some experience but won’t solve every puzzle."

Nathan: "Good. Was worried she’d steal my thunder."

You stop before a wall etched with symbols.

Nathan: "Looks promising."

You point out details with some familiarity.

Sully: "Better eye than most."

Nathan: "Next clue’s here. Let’s crack it."

You try combinations. The wall shifts, revealing a stairwell.

Nathan: "Moving forward. Ready?"

You lead down into darkness. Nate and Sully follow.

The corridors twist, damp and mossy.

Nathan: "Real work begins here. Treasure or trap?"

You say nothing but move steadily.

At a carved door, Nate kneels.

Nathan: "Puzzle lock maybe."

You crouch, tracing a sequence.

Nathan: "Pattern tied to crosses?"

Sully’s voice crackles.

Sully: "Movement near the entrance. Stay sharp."

Nathan: "Got it."

You and Nate press stones. The door groans.

Nathan: "Shift that one."

You push a stone. Grinding noise.

Nathan: "Closer."

The floor shifts, revealing a pit.

Nathan: "Trap."

You crouch low, signaling Nate. Together you find a safe path.

Nathan: "Good eyes."

You point to a loose stone.

Nathan: "Lead the way."

You step carefully; Nate follows.

Nathan: "Not bad. Better than Sully’s warnings."

You stay focused.

Sully: "Don’t get cocky. Watching from above."

Nathan: "Sure, Sully’s nerves of steel."

The passage narrows; a sliding puzzle appears.

Nathan: "Match the cross pattern."

You and Nate slide tiles.

Nathan: "You’re making this easier."

The wall opens to another stairway.

Sully: "Nice work. Keep steady."

Nathan: "We’re close."

You glance at Nate; he watches you with respect.

At a chamber etched with symbols.

Nathan: "This is it. Whatever’s down here, it’s close."

Sully: "Stay sharp. I’ll call out trouble."

You pause, fingers brushing the clue.

Nate steps forward, unaware of your hesitation.

Nathan: "You good? Almost there."

You glance at Nate, then back toward Sully.

Your mind flickers—take the clue and vanish, or stay and trust them.

Sully: "What’s the hold-up? You moving or not?"

Nate looks at you, waiting.

Silence hangs heavy.

Your choice will change everything.