"Mind yourself," Q said, his concern genuine as he nodded his head and started back up the steps- Only to find the door was locked.

"Shit," he swore softly- Though at least one good thing had come from backtracking. He could see now that there was some sort of archaic lighting system- An oil system built into the walls themselves.

"Step back from the wall," he said, pulling out his lighter and using it to light the shallow river of oil within the stone.