Lust and Spartican looked at the Lucain intently.
"What do you think she has in mind then." Lust asked sourly, upset his idea had been so quickly shot down.
Walking over to the place he had found the envelope, Meck began to scrape away at the sand.
"Come over here and look at this." He beckoned to the others.
Bouncing over the three looked down at a piece of metal.
"Its a trap door." Meck smiled proudly.
"How did you know it was here?" Spartican mused.
"I didn't, just guessed." Meck smiled.
"Good work." Lust nudged the Lucain, recovering from his sourness.
"Well best clear it off." Meck said, pushing at the remaining sand. The others followed behind him, brushing it all away.