You look for survivors.
Nobody.
There's somebody in there, but he locked the door.
The floor fell through...
The priest made it away!
You: "You're alive!"
Priest: "Yes, I am. Don't worry about me, little one. Continue searching!"
You: "Okay!"
Found another survivor!
Survivor: "I know where everyone else is hiding! Follow me!"
LATER THAT NIGHT...
Recounting the survivors, you turn around to talk to the priest.
While talking about relocation, you hear an odd noise, turn around and start yelling. It was too late.
...
Your enchanted sword disappeared, and you picked up six wheat and a torch.
