Stonvar Castle Dungeon - страница 4

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For a moment you freeze when you see a huge, iron-bound door. It seemed to be closed on the other side, although you could only tell for sure if you tried to open it. You didn't see any lock or bolt from this side. You could try to open it and pass on. Maybe to some other room or find another corridor.

You turn your gaze towards the room with the door open. Although you don't really want to go there, you could still inspect it. You turn your gaze towards the room with the door open. Although you don't really want to go there, you could still inspect it.


>explore a strange room

>open the heavy door and pass on

-you decided to explore a strange room-


Your curiosity overcame the feeling of fear and apprehension. After taking a few steps towards the room with strange structures, you stopped near the threshold. First, you stretched out a hand with a lamp there. After waiting a couple of moments, you stepped forward and quickly looked around. However, you didn't notice anything that looked like the unholy creature that you tried to kill earlier. This room, like the previous one, greeted you with silence and emptiness. In any case, definitely not something alive that could jump out of the darkness.

Hesitantly pulling away from the threshold, you headed to the center of the room. The strange constructions slowly acquired more and more frightening features. They did not look like the creation of a brilliant idea. If only the brilliant thought of some perverted mind. Their appearance, and the essence of their purpose, caused disgust and horror. You didn't even notice right away that you stepped on something. You recoiled sharply only when you heard a crunch under the boot.

It turned out to be a bone. Or a fragment of it. But after you stepped on it, now it resembled only a crumb of small and large fragments.

You raised the lamp higher to the ceiling, trying to examine as much as possible at a time.

There were strange dark streaks everywhere. They outlined lines, streaks of spray, strange-looking blots, in the essence of which you could see both the faces of people and animals. Fragments of bones, skulls, small pieces of something stinking and rotting. There were not only smaller metal structures on the tables, there were also tools. Frightening with their ugliness and the most incredible appearance. You understand that these things are created for anything but peaceful purposes. You would like to believe that this is just a surgeon's room, but the iron grate covered with smoke caused the opposite impression.