[i]After what felt like hours of walking, their feet finally struck flat ground. The ground was made of stone, riddled with various puddles. It was pitch dark; there was absolutely no sources of light within the room. Vance ignited his right arm in flames once more, providing a small amount of light... and on the ground were the corpses of dead, cannibalized humans–more accurately, Contractees. They had pieces of flesh torn off them, blood drying their torn clothes, and bones showing from underneath eaten or rotten skin... and they piled upon the ground, swarming the floor with dead bodies.[/i]