She steps through and feels a jolt, like missing a step on the stairs. She finds herself in a dark pit, an archway of light far away up above. Her appetite is overwhelmingly strong in here. It's not painful—she's not starving. But it's hard to think about anything else. It feels like she could never be satisfied.

Floating in the air in the center of the pit is a twenty-sided gem, bright and gleaming. It looks so tasty.