You walk down a steep tunnel with red marble carved in intricate designs. It is hot, and very dark. You feel your way on the warm marble and wipe sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand. Man is sure is hot. You sigh and keep walking, desending further and further down into the tunnels. Then they come to an abrupt end and you find yourself stepping into a huge dark cavern with bones scattered across the floor. You then hear a sharp hiss, and see a large black and red canine with odd wings bounding toawrds you, teeth and claws beared. You scream, the sound echoing off the walls, and bolt back up the tunel, not noticing the name engraved in the wall. Desdemona