You start up the west corridor. In fact that phrase is quite litterally true, sinse the corridor seems to be climbing rather steeply.
If we were bothering with such things as meals, or something like endurance points, you'd probably be losing a few, sinse it's really quite a long hike, and the backs of your knees begin to ache rather fiercely as though the world's most evil fitness instructor had given you 20 minutes on Hell's own diabolical treadmill.
Fortunately for you though, we're not bothering with all that sort of coblers, so we'll just assume your a single minded walking machine that can keep going up miles and miles of fairly dull steadily inclining stone corridor without a break or any rest, albeit with rather aching legs.
Well at least if you ever get out of this dungeon alive you'll be awsomely fit, and the next time you kick someone in the unmentionables it'll really count for something.
finally after a good few hours of walking, you do actually come upon something interesting and worth expending some descriptive language upon.
what could it be?
a monster of dreadfulness? a treasure beyond the dreams of avarice (who reputedly dreamed about lots of treasure), something stimulating and challenging? or just another pathetic piece of humour.
Only one way to find out:
The horrible dungeons of dreadful doom.
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