I wandered around with a headache so irritating that words couldn’t describe it. Blood trickled like tears down my cheeks as I carefully caressed my swollen, black eye. Putrid pongs polluted the air, but to me it smelt as if it was full of oxygen and no carbon dioxide. I was in a dungeon. However, this dungeon was so deadly and cruel that the normal definition of dungeon seemed beautiful compared to my accommodation. Cobwebs dangled in front of my eyes as droplets of leaking water drip dropped upon my head. But this was not the worst thing. Wails and screams of madness floated around the air as the dungeons unhappiness caught deprived victims consequently turning them crazy.

How on Earth was I going to get out of here?