You've been searching for a while now and your lamp is running out of oil. The darkness is closing in, making the tunnel narrower; claustrophibia settles in. You wonder if this journey has been for naught and you won't find it. As these thoughts scurry across your mind, you find a ruined marble archway.
It looks like it has been here for a very long time; ivy and fungus have grown within the cracks of marble that is no longer pristine. Yet, still sports its elegance with beveled etchings that swirl and branch upwards like veins.