Sanctuary

A gloomy aura surrounds you as you look around....Stairs lead down to this dismal area..Cold stones make up the room, crumbling with decay. A musty odor fills your nostrils, letting you know the old age of this place..Vermin scuttle across the floor and gnaw on the bones of former residents..I giant stone pillar stands in the middle of the room, cold and foreboding. Shackles line the walls and pullar to this pit of the damned...As frightening as it may be..this seems to be the only safe place left for some..so hurt by the world that they feel nothing more inside..no happiness will ever be known again if it was even known before....Build higher walls around the soul so that none may see or hurt it...