Over the course of centuries, a small stream has eaten a deep canyon into the rocky wasteland at the foot of a large mountain. Early in the morning before it gets to hot, wild animals come here to drink and feed on the sparse grass. Now that you left the heat of the wasteland and enter the shadows of the steep canyon walls, the sudden chill sends shivers down your spine. The entrance to the encaved temple you are looking for should be at the end of this canyon.
The surrounding steep cliffs make you feel buried alive. With every step you take, the heaven above seems to move away further. Didn\'t you spot movement at the top of the rocky wall to your left? Did that bush just move? What was that mumbling sound? Was it the stream or is something lurking in the shadows?
You get the feeling, that you are beeing watched but your only way is onward. You must reach the cave.