The prospect of an ancient mystery to discover is one that's impossible to resist. Parker lights up, peering down eagerly at the floor. But from her vantage point, there's nothing to see except the crumbling altar in the middle.

Time for a better vantage point. She glances around briefly, searching for something higher, then, without warning, launches herself across a gap in the stones. She grabs on to her target, wedging her fingers in between the stones, and climbs up like a monkey, until she's perched like a gargoyle high above the broken cobblestones below.

She leans over, dangerously far, searching the floor below, but ultimately shakes her head with a crushed expression.

"I don't see anything."