The gold hoard by Zaeem

The old, creased map showed the route to Treasure Island. We had set off to find the legendary gold hoard. Within a few hours we had weighed the anchor on the shore. The map read X marks the spot. It was now dusk, the twinkling light of the stars illuminated the inky black night. A few minutes later, the entrance to the hoard had been discovered. We had torches to guide us and  at our amazement a mountain of gold lay in front. Suddenly, one man stepped on a shimmering coin and gold slid downwards revealing a slumbering dragon. Silently, one blazing, yellow eye opened...