The transport keys, clipped onto one of Nate's belt loops, made a gentle jingling noise as we approached the Chamber of Destiny. I gripped my bow tightly, prepared to take out any Trinity guards with the last arrow, bloody from the guard it had just killed.

We rounded a corner and walked side-by-side as we approached three massive stone doors, then stopped a good distance away to analyze them. The doors were almost completely covered in cobwebs, obviously untouched for nearly a century.

"We have to do this quickly and quietly, before Rosa and the other guard come back," I said in a low tone. "Who knows how many more men she'll send in if she realizes we're here."

"Yeah," Nate agreed. "No promises on the 'quietly' part, though. Those doors are going to be extremely loud once we figure out how to get 'em open."

I nodded—those doors hadn't been moved for decades. I could only imagine the ungodly grinding sound they'd make. "Right. Let's do our best, then."

I approached the middle door and pushed with my entire body with as much force as possible against the dusty stone—no luck. The door wouldn't budge whatsoever, and all I managed to do was get my hands covered in black dirt and sticky cobwebs.

"Try the left one, Nate," I said as I brushed my hands off on my trousers. "I'll try the one on the right." I jogged lightly to the other door and grunted with exertion as I applied as much force to it as my body would allow, and still, nothing. Neither of the doors would move so much as an inch. "How the hell do we get these open?" I wondered, placing my hands on my hips and breathing heavily.

"Knowing old temples like this, there's probably some ridiculous puzzle to solve," Nate suggested.

"It's quite likely. Ancient cultures like this were very keen to protect their treasures. But that's part of the fun of it—solving such a puzzle is a most rewarding challenge." I slung my backpack off of my shoulders and pulled out Indy's journal once more, hoping to find a clue as to how one might open the doors. I flipped through the pages until I came upon a sketch that looked similar to the doors that stood before us. There were three distinct icons above each one of the doors, which were sketched out on the pages.

I looked at the icons in the journal, and then back up at the door. The icons had a bit of text under them, describing the fate of the explorer that chooses. "The door on the left looks like an eye—most likely the Amulet of Future Knowledge. The middle appears to be bowls of treasure—the Bowl of Earthly Riches. The rightmost door with containers of liquid is obviously the Fountain of Eternal Youth."

"Where's the 'Jewel of Power' door?" Nathan chuckled.

I laughed, too. "Oh, come on, Nathan. That would be far too simple."

"They never make these things easy, do they?" Nate said and scratched his head.

"Never," I agreed with a nod. I flipped a page ahead, and there was a bit of text about mirrors. I turned around and noticed several mirrors plastered against the wall at the back of the room, exactly as the book described. "Look, over there!" I pointed and we ran over to the mirrors to examine them. Nathan instantly began running his fingers through his hair.

"Nathan!" I slapped his shoulder. "It looks lovely, now can we focus?"

"Just trying to look presentable before we meet an ancient god," he joked. He turned around and looked up at the ceiling. "Wait…" He jogged back to the center of the room.

"Hmm?" I said, still studying Jones' writing.

"Come here," Nathan said, pointing to a hole in the ceiling. "Look. There's light coming from there."

"Huh," I said, closing the journal and sticking it in my backpack. I looked back at the mirrors, trying to get a different view of the room. "Now this is interesting: light and mirrors."

"I've seen something like this before, when I was in a Nepalese Temple," Nate said, his eyes running from the ray of light to the mirrors, and then back to the doors. "In order to progress, I had to use several mirrors to refract rays of light in certain directions." He began pacing, trying to come up with a plan. "This seems pretty similar, but I don't see another mirr— whoa!"

"What?" I whipped my head around and saw Nathan frozen, looking down at his feet.

"I appear to have found a pressure plate." Nate said with a nervous laugh.

I pulled out my glow stick and examined the floor, and soon found another pressure plate adjacent to the one Nathan was standing on. "Yes you have… Don't move," I said, stepping onto it.

"Wasn't plannin' on it," Nathan said.

As soon as the plate took the force of my weight, a hole in the ground opened. Out of it rose a glimmering, gold-plated mirror that was situated directly below the beam of light.

"Perfect!" I said eagerly.

"Well, would you look at that," Nathan said, dumbfounded. "I solved the puzzle."

I rolled my eyes and stepped off the pressure plate to go examine the new mirror, but as soon I did, the mirror sank quickly back into the ground. "Shit," I whispered. I pulled my backpack off from my shoulders and tossed it onto the plate. Once more, the mirror emerged from below. As I approached the small mirror, I noticed a handle on the back. I grabbed the handle, and then angled the mirror so that the glass would catch the beam of light and refract it onto the larger mirror at the back of the room. Suddenly, the beam shot toward the doors.

"Sweet!" Nathan called from the other side of the room, using his arm to shade his eyes from the strong beam. "Now just try angling it so it illuminates the face of Mara above the 'Treasures' door."

"Right!" I called back to him.

"They're here!" a voice called from a distance.

My heart dropped as the sound of running footsteps and yelling sounded: Trinity had found us.

"Oh… crap!" Nathan yelled, his body gearing up for a fight or flight response. "Lara! We gotta hurry!

"I'm going!" I yelled back to him. "Shit! Just need to move this thing… a little… higher!"

My shaking hands made it difficult, but I moved the mirror slightly and looked behind me to see where the beam was aiming. With a bit of adjustment, the beam shone directly on the face, and it began to glow with a brilliant golden light. "I think that did it!"

I let go of the mirror and turned around to watch the doors open inward. The doors themselves shone gold, too, and light twinkled down from the bowls of treasure, like magic dust was enchanting the doors. The two doors began to part slowly, and a low, ominous voice echoed throughout the chamber:

"You seek the treasure of Mara, glittering gold… It is yours."

I turned back around and immediately ran toward Nathan. "Throw me those keys!" I yelled. He didn't hesitate—he unclipped the keys from his belt loop and tossed them to me as I ran past him and made a mad dash for the transport.

"What are you doing?" Nathan called to me as I ran out into the large room.

"Trust me!" I called over my shoulder. "And cover me!"

Nathan whipped out the pistol he'd taken from one of the dead Trinity guards and aimed it out into the room. I ducked behind the side of the old transport as the guards swarmed into the room. Shots rang out as Nathan picked off several of them, and they dropped to the floor. Nice aim, I thought. I readied the keys and climbed into the front seat of the transport, doing my best to stay as close to the floor of the vehicle as possible. I peeked over the steering wheel and saw one remaining guard entering the room from the far right side. He was heading in Nathan's direction. The guard approached the Chamber, and Nathan stood his ground, probably earful that stepping off the pressure plate would cause the doors to close. He held up his pistol and aimed for the guard, then pulled the trigger.

Click.

"Shit!" I whispered, almost silently.

The guard laughed from under his helmet, raising his gun, ready to shoot Nathan directly in the forehead. Nathan closed his eyes, preparing for the worst, until I placed the key into the ignition and turned it. Nathan opened his eyes again, and saw that the guard had turned around, curious about the vehicle that was seemingly starting up by itself. Nathan took the opportunity to knock the guard out with his pistol, then grabbed his machine gun.

Finally, the engine turned over, and I put the gearshift into 'drive.'

"Let's see what this old thing can do," I said to myself.

"I need backup!" a voice yelled from behind me. "Send all of them!"

I whipped my head around to see Rosa charging directly toward me. I quickly threw the gearshift into 'reverse' and stomped on the gas pedal. I watched in the rearview mirror as Rosa's eyes widened, and then she disappeared out of view as she jumped out of the vehicle's path at the last second.

"Damn you!" she screeched as she scurried to stand up.

"Go to hell!" I growled. "Nathan!" I yelled to him. He was aiming the machine gun toward Rosa, unable to get a good shot on her. "Grab the backpack!"

Nathan nodded, and slung the gun's strap around his body, then hurried over to the other pressure plate grab the backpack.

I threw the transport into 'drive,' flooring the gas pedal and speeding directly toward the Chamber. Dozens of Trinity guards appeared from both sides, rushing into the room to stop Nathan and I. I ducked to dodge the gunfire that was now enveloping me, the metallic clangs ringing from bullets that bounced off the thick metal body of the transport. Nathan was taking out as many guards as he could with his machine gun, standing ready to jump onto the speeding vehicle.

"Get ready!" I yelled out to him. I slowed slightly as I approached Nathan, giving him enough time to hop into the vehicle. I grabbed his hand with one of mine, the other keeping a death grip on the steering wheel. He clumsily clambered into the transport, dropping the backpack onto the floor, then quickly aiming the gun behind us in an attempt to take out a few more guards. I rounded the corner into the chamber rather hastily, throwing Nate off balance and slamming him against the side of the transport.

"Crap!" he groaned, quickly regaining his balance. "Easy on the curves!"

"Sorry!" I yelled over the roar of gunfire and an 80-year-old engine. "Hold on—we're going in!"

I stomped onto the pedal again, running right over the gold-plated mirror. The doors to the Hall of Promise were closing, and closing fast—we'd taken too long to pass through.

"Here we go!" I shouted. "Don't… Look… Into the eyes!"

"I'm too busy focusing on the guys behind us!" Nathan called. "But thanks for the advice!"

The transport sped through the closing doors, passing through right before the doors slammed shut. But just before they did, I glanced into my rearview mirror and saw Rosa standing in the Chamber of Destiny, her eyes wide, her mouth open—she was in a trance.

"No!" I whispered.

"Foolish mortals! You looked into my eyes. Your destiny now lies beyond the Gates of Doom!"