After several minutes, the noise behind the door stopped — maybe the prehistoric pipes got clogged with mud, o

After several minutes, the noise behind the door stopped — maybe the prehistoric pipes got clogged with mud, or maybe the trap just shut itself off. Either way, we waited for the water to drain out through the cracks in the floor before looking back into the gloomy room that almost spelled our doom. That's where we found the remains of someone who hadn't been as lucky as we had. As the water had sucked in mud and fish from the river, it also pulled in the twisted skeleton of some drowned adventurer, still clad in tattered traveler's clothes. The poor soul didn't have anything in their pockets to hint at who they might have been or where they came from... but we did find a pouch of coins. After one more look at that scary place, our group carefully moved on, advancing further into the depths of the sepulcher...