by Narrator » Mon Jan 27, 2014 1:12 am
The XI kids would head into a corridor, roughly ten feet high, which continued for forty feet or so, before turning to the right.
About a quarter of the way down the corridor, a pendulum blade hangs, motionless, from the ceiling. Just beyond that, the walls are blackened and singed, and at the edge of the singe marks, a scyth blade protrudes from the wall.