Silver Mine

North of the Ghost Town lies the remains of what was surely the towns main source of income. The timbers are rotted now, the air inside thick with must. Every so often, a curious tribute might find a vein of silver in the wall or an overturned minecart on a broken track. That is, if they have a light with which to see. For without a light, the silver mine is a dark foreboding hole that leads deep underground, a relic of industry and perhaps greed as well. Be careful tributes! You may need a light to see, but you never know who or what might see you too. And who knows how long those termite eaten support beams will last... (Charade)