[The stairs open up into another large, long room, once again made of stone and concrete and reinforced steel; the ceiling is low in here, however, and it's lit by occasional sconces on the wall giving off a dulled, bronzed cast to the entire area. It's divided down the center by an opening in the stone floor, about four feet wide and running the length of the room, stopping just short of the end walls near the stairs you're on and what looks like a lead-in to another corridor down on the end; there are places to stand and a couple of areas where you can cross over, solid areas to walk across so you don't have to try to jump - thankfully enough, because there's water inside, thick and murky. It seems stagnant, and it's so dark that you can't see the bottom - so either it's very deep, or it's something you don't want to touch by any means.
So that's the center of the room; the walls, however, contain with several large openings covered with bars - a dungeon, a prison, lined with cells that are large enough to contain people but nowhere near enough to actually sustain them in any meaningful, humane sort of way. The stagnancy of the water is only slightly covering the unmistakable smell of decay here; some of the cells seem to be open, some don't, but either way there's a lot more of that old, dried blood on the floor and walls in this area.]
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So that's the center of the room; the walls, however, contain with several large openings covered with bars - a dungeon, a prison, lined with cells that are large enough to contain people but nowhere near enough to actually sustain them in any meaningful, humane sort of way. The stagnancy of the water is only slightly covering the unmistakable smell of decay here; some of the cells seem to be open, some don't, but either way there's a lot more of that old, dried blood on the floor and walls in this area.]