"you walk down the dark stairway, their metal frame hard on your heels as you descend. For some reason it smells of a butcher's shop. A butcher's shop full of rotting old meat. The stairway is getting darker; you use your arm for guidance on the stone wall, it feels wet and somewhat sticky. Just as you think this stairway will never end you see a dim red light at the bottom. You try to quicken your footing while still being careful not to fall down the many stairs ahead of you. Your legs ache and burn after what feels like days of walking downward. When you make that final step off these god forbidden stairs you put your foot down into what you think is muddy water, though that thought quickly disappears....
...You can see now thanks to the slight illumination of the strange red light, though now you pray for blindness. You are now able to see everything around you, and you vomit into your hands. You see that you are shin high in gore. You turn to run and now see a a wooden door covered in nails, splinters and dry blood stains in place of your exit. The smell.... oh God the smell is unspeakable. You see the large room around you covered in chains, hooks, and unidentifiable bodies on bizarre and horrid pulleys....
...Strange ungodly creatures wade through the filth. Their bodies are pale, gaunt, and hideous. No heads to speak of, they more or less have holes with long writhing tongues. You see some of them operating the pulleys, others facing you. You turn and slam your arms on the splintered wooden door to break it down, to no avail. You scream, holding your slashed and bleeding arms against your face, sinking into the gore as the creatures come closer. you are in an unspeakable, living Hell....
