IX - The Vaults of the Dead
Jake runs rapidly through the alphabet, receiving a confirming squeeze upon reaching the letter M. He feels another tug from the unseen hand, urging him toward the chamber ahead.
Coming within a few steps of the room, Sully can see that there are five individuals lined against the bare stone walls, each one’s hands held above their heads by iron manacles which have been hammered into the stone. All five persons, two men and three women, appear to be alive, though most seem to be barely conscious. The first of the captives that had been noticed is clearly the most recent addition, clad in a torn shirt and trousers. The clothing of the other prisoners is filthier, resembling rags in some cases.
”Going to die here,” one of the women mumbles, as if talking in her sleep. None acknowledge the investigators’ presence.
At the eastern end of the room is an opening in the floor, iron rungs set into the northern side of the pit, which descends into darkness. The scent of carrion rises from the aperture and from somewhere below, a vaguely canine snarling is briefly heard.