Split It Before It Wakes

You all crouch waist-deep in the sleeping dragon's gold, and its breathing has just changed rhythm — you have until it exhales three more times before those enormous eyes open. Only what you can carry leaves with you, and one relic in this hoard is worth more than everything else combined, glowing faintly at the center of the pile. Someone here palmed a key on the way in and has already picked which door they'll bolt through, alone if they must. The stairs behind you are already grinding shut. Choose fast: split the gold fair, grab the relic and gamble, or turn on each other while the beast stirs. Move — quietly — now.