You walk for what seems like forever, sweating under the weight of your pack, until you finally see it—the entrance to the Dungeon. It looks like any old ordinary cave with bushes just out side the entrance and dark grey, almost blackish, rock covering. Of course, the giant ivory doors that block your progress into the cave give you the impression that this is probably the right place.
You carefully walk up to the doors. Examining them, you are amazed at the intricate detail of the pictures etched into the face of the doors. They depict demons and humans in various sexual positions as well as one regal demon sitting on a throne in the center. Chained to his throne are two beautiful human women. They are young, nubile, and, judging by their expressions and poses, perfectly willing. On closer inspection, the doors appear to be made of bones contorted and stuck together into a barrier that you cannot see past.
Hoping that it is unlocked, you start to press on the door when you suddenly hear a distressed voice coming from one of the bushes.
“Please…help me.”
It sounds like a human woman in a lot of pain. It could be one of the girls from Amy’s group, or it could be some demon waiting to take advantage of you.
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