nce upon a time, not so long ago, a group of children who were playing in the forest happened upon the remains of an abandoned building. The walls of this building were covered with soft, green moss and twisted vines. Letters that had once marked the building were now lying in an odd arrangement on the crumbling steps that led to the entry doors. The letters formed the word RYRILAB and the children guessed that this was once the name of the crumbling structure. They were curious to investigate further and find out exactly what went on inside this place so many years ago.

The children crept up the steps one by one, carefully avoiding the thorns and vines that were growing carelessly across their path. It took all of their strength together to pry the entry doors open and as the doors broke loose the children tumbled backward nearly falling down the overgrown steps. They scrambled back to their feet, a little frightened, but eager to investigate what was inside. One by one they tiptoed through the open doors and waited for their eyes to adjust to the dim light inside. When they could finally see, they were amazed by the treasures that surrounded them!