[Between Sting and Wayne, lifting the cover of this coffin is...well, it certainly isn't easy! But it's doable. Slowly, the cover slides off, until it falls to a side. Anyone who leans in, seeing through the dim light, will find out...
...there's nothing to see. Really, there's absolutely nothing in there. The inside of the coffin is empty! And it's not even pristine, there's a layer of dust so thick you could sleep comfortably on it, caked inside the coffin in such a manner that hints if anything had been taken out of the coffin, you sure would know.
Is it anticlimatic? Does this make this expedition worthless? That's up to the tourists to decide.
Someone may want to take a look at the door before leaving]
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...there's nothing to see. Really, there's absolutely nothing in there. The inside of the coffin is empty! And it's not even pristine, there's a layer of dust so thick you could sleep comfortably on it, caked inside the coffin in such a manner that hints if anything had been taken out of the coffin, you sure would know.
Is it anticlimatic? Does this make this expedition worthless? That's up to the tourists to decide.
Someone may want to take a look at the door before leaving]