page_0: "I could hear a distant and endless drumloop coming from the depths of this cave system. I felt a transition in the air current that brought a foul scent to my nostrils. Increasing the pace as zommoans came closer, now the sparkly bells, then a waterfall to the left. Lost any sense of time or place, always descending, and the sparkly bells ringing louder. As I was closing to an opening of a great scenery (ledge forever), my heart skipped two or three beats as I beheld the view before my eyes! In the middle stood the stygian Temple of Sheol and at the very top, glimmered a sword... the Broadsword of Sheol! Finally, ages of searching were culminating in this very moment."

page_1: "Stars above and stars below, green fires burning in the braziers. Slowly descending the stairs towards the Temple, I suddenly felt a sense of emptiness and sorrow. There was resistance which grew stronger with every step..."