The fall was shorter than they'd expected. Jamie hit the ground hard, yelping. Rubbing her bottom, she stood, looking

around. it was pitch black, and she couldn't even see the end of her nose.

"Drago?" she called.

"Calm down, I'm right here..." his voice grumbled from just to her left. Light, thankfully lit up their surroundings as

Drago made a fireball in his hands. Jamie turned to look at them, "Everybody okay?"

"Of course." "just a little bruised." "been through worse" came their murmured replies.

Dai Gui sat up; he was still on the floor. Spotting Izzy not three feet away, he reached over and pulled her into his lap

"Izzy, are you alright?"

Izzy brushed herself off as he stood and set her on her feet, "I'm fine, Dai Dai...Let's just climb out of that hole and-"

"Uh..." Hsi Wu interupted, staring strait up, "What hole?"

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Jamie looked up, staring at solid ceiling.

"Aw, cheese and crackers!" she growled to herself.

Tso Lan squinted at the place where the hole had been.

"It must be some sort of trap door...operated by the weight of individuals standing on it. Primitive, but effective..."

"Indeed..." Xiao Fung commented, nodding.

Jamie looked around. It was obvious they were in some sort of tunnel. She noticed something.

"What are all these markings on the wall?"

Izzy, her interest peaked, examined the wall. Her eyes widened.

"Oh, my gosh! these are ancient Aztec hieroglyphs!" she said in an excited way.

"And, just how would youknow that?" Bia Tsa asked.

"I majored in ancient cultures. The Aztec's were one of my favorites," Izzy said.

"Of course," Bai Tsa said, "I should have guessed..."

" Never mind those carvings," Tchang Zu said crossing his arms, "Dai Gui, dig us out of here."

Dai Gui walked towards the nearest wall purposefuly. Izzy grabbed his arm.

"No, you mustn't! You'd detroying a valuble peice of history! Do you know how much this would be worth if

we got out of here? This discovery is priceless!"

Dai Gui seemed torn about who to listen to. He glanced from Izzy to Tchang Zu and then back to Izzy. She looked

at him with large eyes sparkling with emotion. Dai Gui sighed.

"Sorry, Brother."

Tchang Zu cursed under his breath in chinese and muttered to himself.

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Shendu inhaled deeply. something seemed to catch his attention.

"Do you smell that?"

Drago also sniffed the air, "Yeah. It smells like fresh air. There must be another way out."

"So, we have to walk down the long dark, underground tunnel just to get out of here?" Jamie asked.

"Yup."

"I hate you."

Drago smirked as he and the other began walking down the tunnel, "What's the matter? Scared?"

Jamie glowered at him, "As if, lizard boy..."

Strikemaster Ice, MC Cobra, and DJ Fist walked around the beach not far from the cave.

"Yo, DJ," Cobra said, "what're we suppose to do while we're in there?"

DJ Fist shrugged.

Ice cracked his knuckles absentmindedly, he spotted a nearby pair of fiddler crabs sparing, "Check this out..."

he said motioning for his freinds to come over. MC Cobra laughed as he saw the crabssnapping at each other with

their large fighting claws.

"Boo-yah, look at those little guys go!"

Strikemaster Ice's eye glinted

"Yo, I got an idea, go find some more of these things, we can have ourselves a little tournament..."

The larger of the two fiddler crabs fell as the smaller, quick one snapped off one of it's legs. Ice grinned and picked

it up.

"I got dibs on this little guy..."

Jamie looked around as they walked. She was, despite herself, intrigued by the hieroglyphics and pictures painted

and/or chiseled on the walls. Izzy had apparently gone into smart mode. Jamie sometimes forgot that Izzy was actually

as smart as she was, but boy was she realizing it now...

"This tunnel is in perfect condition," she said in her typical Izzy hyper-active tone, "We must be the first people to

walk down these tunnels since-"

Something caught Jamie's foot. She nearly lost her balance. She looked down to kick whatever it was off. She gasped.

It was a skeleton.

It was wearing a shredded, dirty tye-dye shirt, a peace necklace around what was left of it's neck, and a mood ring on it's

bone finger. An old fashioned leather back-pack leying nearby.

She very slowly pulled her foot away.

"The 1960's?"

But it wasn't the fact that that caught her attention the most.

It was what looked like an arrow sticking in it's side.