The air in the chamber hummed, thick with unseen energy. Dust motes danced in the single beam of Elias's flashlight, illuminating the intricate carvings on the obsidian-like artifact. It resembled a stylized double helix, pulsating with a faint, internal light that seemed to resonate deep within his bones. He could feel it, a thrumming vibration against his skin, a whisper in his mind promising power beyond comprehension.