A Hidden Chamber

The Scavenger brood encroaches, and I fear we have backed ourselves into certain doom. Since we sought refuge in this temple, I have tried countless times, and failed just as many, to access the mysterious chamber below. It's as if the Ancients built it for someone beyond mortal, someone born of another purpose. How can I accept my fate when my faith wavers with every knock, every bump in the night? I am not meant to enter the chamber. I am meant to suffer a cruel death at the hands of those savages. What a bitter end for the faithful... what a waste of prayer.