Dinah pats her hips, in their lightweight running pants, lacking any sort of pocket.

"I didn't even bring a walkman," she offers.

The cave's not super dark, and if she doesn't look up, her eyes adjust slightly as she peers around. There's a patch of dark on a wall that looks like it might be a doorway, so she takes a step in that direction.

And that's when she looks down at the ground.

Which appears to be strewn with bones.