70 An Enigma In The Cell

He kept his shirt over his mouth and noise as to not breath in the miasmic air that hung in the stale air, slowly making his way down the hall.

Rattle.

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Nearly jumping out of his skin, he was startled as his boot kicked into something by accident–looking down to find bones just laying in the corridor.

Such a sight made his stomach drop as a cold shiver ran throughout his body. It was beginning to seem like much more than he narrowly imagined.

…Is this place really just a place where they abduct and sell people? That's bad enough, really–but what's the deal with there being skeletons around here?!...What the hell is this place?! What's wrong with this world–!? He questioned.