Chapter 33: The Dark Hole
We awake much refreshed, and return to our explorations.
Hmm. I don't see a lock, or a key hole.
Neither do I.
My order must have sealed the door after they cleansed the temple, so the plunderers won't put their hands on the dangers resting down below.
Let's search for a another way, then.
Whatever it is, it must be magical. The whole door is practically bathed in a radiant white light.
The third door leads to another torture chamber.
Looks like the corpses refuse to stay dead!
Myra calls upon her God to turn the undead. We dispatch the fleeing undead easily.
I eye a lone lever near the corner of the room.
It opens the door to yet another trapped corridor. No problems for my fingers.
Looks like trouble. I better get the party back lest they trigger the trap!
With the undead in tow, we engage it in a more favorable position.
Another undead appears from the dark corner of the corridor.
I call Christiano to return to our spot and avoid triggering the trap. The undead slave fell under our onslaught.
What an outfit.
Absolutely scandalous!
Christiano looks at her questioningly.
Those...clothes! I don't want to know what these creatures were used for in life!
You're probably right..
We'll put an end to this!
Doesn't matter. I grab the whip and the armor. They're both magical. It's gotta be worth something! The two cells reveal nothing of interest...except for a hole on the third cell.
A dark hole is carved into the floor. I cannot see the bottom of it. The walls are smooth, making it impossible to climb up or down.
Hm, now what?
We may have to go down, dear. What do you think, Aisha?
I think we need to go down, as well.
Easier said than done. They forgot to install a ladder, methinks. Does anyone have a rope we could use?
LP Comment: Yes, the game will hint that you forgot to bring a rope. At this point, it doesn't seem to impact it much, except I heard that bringing a rope gives XP bonus for preparedness.
I shrug. Why didn't I think of that? Hmm.
Damn. Well...
He steps closer to the hole and tosses down some rubble. It takes two or three seconds before we hear it hit the ground.
This is not too deep. I think we could just drop down. The problem is, how do we get back up?
I won't drop down into this dark stinky hole, forget it! Do you have an idea how heavy my armor is? And don't even think about leaving me alone up here with those...things!
Well...
They both look at me.
Why are you looking at me?
Aisha,.. would you mind checking it out? I swear we will not abandon you. Myra and I will look for a way to get you up in the mean time.
Alright.
I guess there's no choice.
Don't worry, Aisha. We'll get you back up.
Taking another deep breath, I drop down into the darkness.
Dexterity check success. Like a cat, I land on my feet, my legs absorbing the shock of the impact.
Two doors lay in the dark. I pick the one on the right first.
Looks like a safe place to rest...
I proceed to the left door and found a lone corpse. Searching inside, I found a book and a greatsword. I reach out for the book, eager to read its content. Only to be engulfed in darkness when I touch its leather binding. I try to scream out in shock to no avail. My voice...it's gone!
I stagger, feeling dizzy, the ground spinning rapidly under my feet. Somebody clutches my arm, keeping me from falling.
Here she is, Master.
The man who was clutching my arm lets go of me, bowing his head respectfully to the man sitting on the large chair.
Good. Good. Very good.
The man on the chair snickers, pointing at the ground next to him.
The warrior slams his weapon into the back of my knees, knocking me onto the floor. I hear myself crying out in pain. The man makes a fist in my hair, forcing me up into a kneeling position. The robed man on the chair gives me a sidelong glance.
It has come to my attention that little Aisha still hasn't touched her delicious food. You are being a bad girl again, hm...?
I attempt to respond, only to found that I am unable to.
You need not respond, Aisha. I realize it's difficult for you ever since we've removed your sweet little tongue.
He snickers again. His hand snakes between my legs, finding the folds of my pubic lips.
Wet like a water fall.
Withdrawing his fingers, he smiles at me.
I assume it must be the sight of your beloved that has excited you so, little Aisha?
He points at the man kneeling at the bottom of the pit in front of us.
Who...is that? How...how did I get here? Gods...I begin to cry.
It's too bad that he cannot behonl your beauty anymore. But he is a stubborn man, and stubborn men have no need of their eyes, right?
I shudder, glancing down at the shackled man in the pit. Hollow, empty eyes sockets stare back at me, dark with congealed blood.
As your beloved cannot see you anymore, and as you cannot whisper sweet words into his ears at night, I suppose he won't have need of his manhood, either.
The man on the pit cries out and starts pulling on his shackles like a madman. The man in the chair motions to the dark figure in the pit, who slowly walks around the shackled man, the n starts clubbing him, hard, until the shackled man loses his consciousness. Producing a knife, the dark figure starts cutting off slices of the shackled man's genitals. The shackles man opens his eyes again, struggling and yelling until his voice is hoarse. There's a lot of blood, and it takes a while before there's nothing left between the man's legs but a big, red gash. The dark figure clubs the shackled man again until he doesn't move anymore, then unfastens him. Another man walks down into the pit and carries the unmoving body off. The man in the chair smiles at me.
Mayhap little Aisha will find her beloved's testicles more to her taste than his eyeballs.
He motions to the warrior standing behind me.
Let her perform her service.
They tie my arms to the post at the bottom of the pit. Nobody speaks a word. The man sitting in the chair watches me impassively. After a few moments, he stands up and slowly walks down to me.
He steps behind me. I see him pulling up his robe, but in place of a phallus is a huge, metallic rod with glittering thorns all over it. I cry out in shock, almost fainting, as he places the rod against my sex. Burning white pain shoots through my groin. I pass out from the agony.