Filknas walked towards an extravagant vault. It was trimmed in purple flowery patterns. Silver was the main metal for the vault door. The faint shine of its polish indicated that it was well taken care of. There was no key slot, only a single open hole. She stood next to the hole and gestured for me to stand with her. "Place your hand in the hole. You will feel a spike inside, poke a finger or palm on it and remove your hand."