Just when it seems as though the elevator ride may never end, the door - oddly, hinged - creaks open on its own, dumping you off into a cramped, dark and very long hallway...
STONE SLAB:
Right this way! Don't mind the worms, they're just here to crawl in and out of stuff. You know worms. Actually...what were you here for again? Did we talk about that? My memory's a little dusty.
Right this way! Don't mind the worms, they're just here to crawl in and out of stuff. You know worms. Actually...what were you here for again? Did we talk about that? My memory's a little dusty.
