Eye To Eye With the Dead:
The dark granite floor here has been marred with deep gouges from something being dragged. The dust is unsettled and the smell of death is unbelievably stronger, making it nearly unbearable for you to breathe. The dusk-like light reveals to you two smashed, open wooden coffins that have been ripped from their burial grounds, the rotting lids having been torn off and the splinters crudely tossed all over the dirty floor. You can see the dead, with bodies shriveled and black like tar, eyes sunken deep within their leather-tightened skulls. The things’ mouths are frozen open in a twisted primal scream. You cannot take your eyes off the faces of the dead. The manner in which their bodies are contorted makes you think they could have been buried alive. These former creatures were brought here for show, to satisfy some sort of morbid fascination with death. Whoever brought them here must come here for hours admiring Death’s greatest achievement in all its grotesque spender.



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