You blink, and suddenly, you're all alone in the room. Then you see a small gold coin fall from the ceiling above. Then another, and another, like rain. As you collect them, more and more fall.
The paint on the ceiling starts to crack, and soon a flood of coins fills the room, blocking your way to all possible exits. You struggle away from the stream, but the coins keep falling, until the room is filled up to your waist, then your torso. You scream, but the glittering gold coins fill your mouth and cover your head.
And the last thing you hear is the sound of money, everywhere.