"Bale are we getting close?" Hendoor asked as he and Fisdar walked alongside Bale through the dimly litted hallway that has further gone darker. Most of the light came from rooms of core that wore translucent plastic curtains for doors.
"Can you smell mild chloride? My nose ain't working."
"Yes, very mild. Why?"
"That's Tophie."
"Garden of hell?"
"Yes, garden of hell. But Eden, the garden of heaven is at centre of heaven while Tophie borders the hell." Bale explained as they crossed another lane and entered a dark hall with stairs going further down into pitch black region.
"I can't see beyond five stairs. Is this it?" Hendoor asked.
"Yes this is the way to hell. Bridge is not far, let's go." Fisdar said and hurried towards the stairs but stopped realising that neither Bale nor Hendoor has moved.
"What is wrong? Let's go." Fisdar urged again.
