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They continued another five dozen steps before our feet finally touched flat ground. I stepped off the bottom step and found the lord stood at a five-foot distance from me against a slime-covered wall. A single, narrow hall ran to my left and right and totaled a hundred feet. The ceiling was so low I that my fingers could have brushed the wooden beams that kept back the countless tons of dirt over our heads. Holding cells with crude black bars graced the wall from which emerged the stairs. They were carved from the stone and earth, and were smaller than a cheap tenement room. Unlit torches were placed in metal holders between the dark cells.
I took in a deep breath and choked. The air was heavy with damp and mold accumulated over hundreds of years. The stagnation clogged my lun
