you explore the famous cave and you are not disappointed, precious stones and crystals everywhere. you write down everything you see in your notebook.

but as you go deeper, you see a gem, the most beautiful and brilliant of all. you take it in your hands, and you tell yourself that it can be worth a lot, or offer it to a person you love perhaps, or keep it just for you in your collection, or leave it so that the world does not see this beauty.

but as you think about this gem, a person speaks to you in a firm tone

"Can I know why an intruder is in my cave!?"

You hear a beautiful but commanding voice.