There were rows and rows of cells with big granite doors only openable with a special key, however I wasn't planning to open any. It was so overwhelming, like a hell under a hell. What did these people do to be here, how did they get here? Are these even people? My mind rushed to get mindless thoughts into my head but I ignored them. I ran at top speed for about 1km on the rocky paths of the dungeons, under a mouldy roof and in a clammy and cold atmosphere.