Under Croft Manor

You stepped out of the car and onto the winding driveway of Croft Manor, the crunch of gravel beneath your feet echoing through the stillness. The manor's grandeur rose before you – a testament to your family's eccentricities and adventures. Your sister Lara's exploits were legendary: uncovering the secrets of Angkor Wat, exploring the ruins of Chichen Itza, and discovering the lost city of Shambhala. As you entered the manor, the familiar scent of old books and wood polish enveloped you. You'd always felt at home here, despite the manor's grandeur. Your father, Richard Croft, had been a kind and gentle soul – a renowned archaeologist in his own right. Though he'd passed away years ago, his presence still lingered within. As you began to settle in for the night, you could feel a faint humming vibration theough the floor. Knowing full well you weren't cut from the same cloth as your sister; you did your best to ignore it, but knowing it was there, made it all the more difficult to do so. Against your better judgement, you followed the vibrations, leading you to the old family wine cellar... It was here that the humming grew louder, the vibrations from the unknown source was so strong, it loosened earth to the point of revealing a stone door. -After failing to find out more via your sister, you've taken it upon yourself to look into the matter yourself. putting together a makeshift spelunking kit; including some rations, a flashlight, rope, glowsticks, and two-way radio, you approach the door.