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>Investigate the left corridor.
You pick the left corridor to continue down, with some judgemental coin flip. The walls narrow and even out after a bit. After a sharp right turn, the room opens up into a walled-in expanse. The lights are dim and the walls are stained with sweat from the interior heat of the mines.. What you see makes you gag a little.
Gasses from the twitchy bodies climb up to the ceiling, filling the area with a staining stench of rotting innards. Someone has made a mess of the room. There is no sign of life in any of these heaps of flesh. Ghoulishly, they have been ravaged with the force of what can only be described as that of an angry child. Glass shards and signs of a struggle litter the place. Your skin tingles, coming in contact with pale death. Something watery is tickling its way from your stomach to the back of your throat, playing a little game with your senses. The sensation to puke arises, but you battle it back.
The bodies are still fresh.
You take a moment, gather your bearings, and decide to get your shit together. What to do?
>Inspect the bodies
>Turn around and leave this room. You are not good with dead bodies.
