Almost... mechanical.

"...should I use lightning on this," she muses aloud.

"Can you?"

"Yep. Step back."

Frustration. She got trapped here by someone, someone wants her to stay here and wants to get rid of Brin too for some unfathomable reason and this stupid puzzle is in her way and this is absurd and frustrating and she's gonna fuck some shit up and lightning—

It's all sucked up into the carved storm clouds. The channels start glowing, and there's a metallic groaning. The panel starts to slide up.

Brin is impressed.

She gets rid of the emotion and grins. "I wonder who even did this, what's the point of a panel you have to lightning up to open?"

"A lock, maybe?" She peers inside. It's dark and dusty. The passage seems to extend a ways.

Lightsabers emit light.

These twists don't seem to be leading out.

"This doesn't look like an exit. Wanna explore anyway?"

"Okay."

Exploring!

It's cramped and cobwebbed but not very long and at the end there is a low altar with a smallish softly-glowing pyramidal object sitting atop.

"A holocron."

"Oooh." Can they activate it?

"...Are you sure that's a good idea?"

"Nope. I'm not sure it's not, though."

"That's not really a good reason to poke a Sith holocron."

"What's the worst that can happen?"

"Do I really have to answer that?"

She grins. "Would you rather just leave it here, then, never knowing what it contains?"

"We could take it back, instead."

"Oh, fiiine."

Good. She inspects the altar for any obvious traps. Not finding any, she carefully plucks the holocron off its perch, and tucks it into her bag.

Anywhere else this place leads to?