The door is open...

{if Roxxy is alive = true}There was a tremendous click, followed by deep thrashing and whirling and gurgling and hissing , and other mechanical noises, coming from just behind the door. Both Nora and Roxxy cautiously stepped away from the door, unsure of what might happen. The two keys were swallowed up into their locks, and the metal around it spun. Then the door budged outwards, it's bottom grinding horribly against the stone floor. There was a final disengaging noise of locks, and the door parted; at first a crack, and then fully. They both blinked at each other.

"God, this is fascinating!" Roxxy inspected the door closely, but there was no cracks or grooves that betrayed any moving parts. The sides were smooth, as was the back. "This door is covered in ancient Chinese carvings from, pff, I can't remember off the top of my head, but this door is years ahead of its time! Centuries! God I'm just... Holy shit! Seriously!"

"Yeah well, I'm more wondering about why this door is here, and what it was keeping out."

"Or what it was keeping in," Roxxy retorted in an overly dramatic way.

"What?"

"It sounded good you know? Like in the movies?"

Nora shot her a funny look. "C'mon, don't make this spookier than it already is. I'm jumping at shadows as is without your help."

"I just wanted to say something cool."

"C'mon, lets see what this door was hiding."

Past the door was a large chamber, that stretched far ahead, perhaps a mile or so. It was a dozen or so meters wide, and periodically, every several meters, was a pillar of polished jade. The ceiling wasn't overly high, but it was higher than the previous chamber. The sheer scope and size surprised them both. Up till then they travelled in rather narrow tunnels, or at least in comparison, so much so that Nora felt like a very, very small glowing star in a vast ocean of black.

"Geez," Roxxy spoke up, her voice echoing back, "this is really something."

Nora nodded in agreement, walking slowly forward with her flashlight searching from side to side.

"Hey look! Up ahead! It's a light, I think!"

"Huh, I see it."

There was a tiny dot of light, far, far in the distance. Then Nora noticed figures in the sidelines. She jumped in fright, but then realised there was nothing to be afraid of; they were just still terracotta figures. There were only a few standing scattered at first, but as they they went on, they saw more and more. There were some on horses, but most of them seemed to be standing in rows, facing the door the duo came in through, as if guarding against anything that may come in through there. Each one brandished a weapon of clay, along with clay armor and clay helmets that rested on their clay bodies and heads. Each one was similar, but not exactly the same as the next. It was a stupefying sight to behold.

"Ho-lee-shiiiit! Do you know what this is?! This is the fucking mother load!" Roxxy shook Nora with both her hands on her shoulders. "The. Mother load! A find to end all finds! A freaking miracle! Do you know how stinking rich and famous we're gonna get from this?! An unburied, undamaged, unlooted terracotta army! I think these ones look even better crafted than the ones in China! Why the hell is this here?! Who made this and why?! Oh my god, look at them all; they're so lifelike and detailed! They almost looks like they could move!"

Nora felt just as excited as her, but something was off. Something about these figures made her feel uneasy.

"Look at this one! So intricate! This one has buttons of its cuffs! And they even have belt buckles and- oh. Oh my."

"What? What is it?"

"You have a boyfriend Nora? Cause you have everything you could ever need on this guy here!" She snickered as she pointed a flashlight on one of the figures crotch. There was a thick, flaccid clay penis drooping from the figures groin.

"Oh come on, grow up!" Nora's face turned beet red, and she harumpfed.

"Hey, if that one wasn't your type, this one has one too! They all do!" Roxxy inspected one closely. "Oh man I wish we had a camera, I'd totally take a picture of me pretending to suck one off."

"Yeah, pretending."

"Psh, come on, I was kidding. I'd never do that. They're priceless artifacts!"

"Sure, sssure." Nora stuck her tongue out mischievously.

"That aside," Roxxy said dismissingly, "I wonder why they have them out; they're clearly wearing pants."

"Maybe they heard you were coming, heh-heh."

"Oh come on, you're supposed to be the serious one he-" She was interrupted by Nora blocking her way with her hand.

"Roxxy," Nora said suddenly in an alarmed yet hushed voice.

"What?"

"Roxxy, they are moving."

"Oh shut up, they are not." She pushed her away and kept walking. "I know I was kidding around at first, but you should know when to stop, you kno-"

One of the figure's heads turned suddenly at Roxxy, dull clay eyes staring down her soul.

"Oh shit."

The figure slowly creaked into life, it's movements stiff. There was more creaking and cracking, as the next figure, and the next figure next to that one, roused slowly to life.

"What the fuck is going on?!"

"I don't know, but they don't look friendly!"

Slowly they advanced around them, circling them. If Nora was to act, it'd be now, while they still could. {else}There was a tremendous click, followed by deep thrashing and whirling and gurgling and hissing , and other mechanical noises, coming from just behind the door. Nora stepped back cautiously. The two keys were swallowed up into their locks, and the metal around it spun. Then the door budged outwards, it's bottom grinding horribly against the stone floor. There was a final disengaging noise of locks, and the door parted; at first a crack, and then fully.

She inspected the door closely, but there was no cracks or grooves that betrayed any moving parts. The sides were smooth, as was the back. Nora was amazed at this. It was years, centuries even, ahead of its time. She continued in, eager to find what this door was hiding.

Past the door was a large chamber, that stretched far ahead, perhaps a mile or so. It was a dozen or so meters wide, and periodically, every several meters, was a pillar of polished jade. The ceiling wasn't overly high, but it was higher than the previous chamber. The sheer scope and size surprised her. Up till then she has travelled in rather narrow tunnels, or at least in comparison, so much so that Nora felt like a very, very small glowing star in a vast ocean of black.

She stopped, noticing something far up ahead.

There was a tiny dot of light, far, far in the distance. Then Nora noticed figures in the sidelines. She jumped in fright, but then realised there was nothing to be afraid of; they were just still terracotta figures. There were only a few standing scattered at first, but as she went on, she saw more and more. There were some on horses, but most of them seemed to be standing in rows, facing the door she came in through, as if guarding against anything that may come in through there. Each one brandished a weapon of clay, along with clay armor and clay helmets that rested on their clay bodies and heads. Each one was similar, but not exactly the same as the next. It was a stupefying sight to behold.

"Holy moly," Nora muttered under her breath to herself, "this is amazing!" She inspected one closely. They even had buttons on their cuffs, and buckles on their belts, and... oh.

Nora stared at the thick, flaccid clay penis hanging from the figures crotch. She blushed and flittered. Who'd make something like this? What was the point? And why did they have penises, when they clearly had pants on?

Nora thought about these questions, but something made her stop in her tracks.

One of them moved.

She was about to brush it off to her imagination, but then one of the figure's head turned to face her, lifeless clay eyes staring into her soul.

"Aah!"

The figure slowly creaked into life, it's movements stiff. There was more creaking and cracking, as the next figure, and the next figure next to that one, roused slowly to life. Slowly they began to advance towards her, circling her. If Nora was to act, it'd be now, before it was too late to do anything.{endif}