Marcus and his companions stepped out of the empty and dusty laundry room where the hidden entrance into the castle was located and found themselves in a large corridor.
Immediately signs of ancient violence became evident. There were chips in the stone where weapons had stuck and rusty brown streaks of blood covering the walls.
Of course, there were no bodies to be seen anywhere. No doubt that anyone killed in this place continued to move even after their deaths. This was a cursed place that would not offer even the dead any rest.
Thankfully, there did not appear to be any undead sentries in this part of the castle and their group was able to continue forward without any issue.
"I honestly thought we would be attacked immediately. Yet there doesn't seem to be anything here." Miguel said, looking around warily.
