Frightday sighed and then vanished.
A door appeared opposite the entrance. The door was thirteen hands wide. (A hand was half a foot.) If they had measured they would have found that the room extended precisely thirteen feet to the left and right of the door. If they had measured they would have found that the ceiling of the room was thirteen feet high. The stairs behind the door went downward at a modest grade- a thirteen-degree grade
Infernos
II:
Rocks
The stairs descended downward, downward, downward… If anyone had counted there were thirteen hundred and thirteen steps. Finally they could see an opening ahead.
Nigel and Erinnia crept forward. The area was illuminated. The opening was equal to the dimensions of the stairs. The elf and the thief peeked into the room. They saw nothing moving. The room was round; if anyone had measured it was one hundred and sixty-nine feet in diameter. There was a single closed door immediately across from the entrance. The ceiling was thirteen feet high. The source of the illumination was not apparent. Roscoe sneaked forward and peeked into the room with Nigel and Erinnia.
“Rocks?” the sorcerer asked.
“Rocks,” Erinnia answered.
“thirteen piles of rocks!” Nigel accentuated.
Roscoe peered through the prism and Eyerthrein cast Detect Evil.
Roscoe reported, “There are auras of Magick in all the rock piles but some are weak. The thirteen piles all look about the same; they are composed of stones that range in size from one inch pebbles to stones six inches in diameter. There is a powerful aura on the door on the opposite side of the round room.”
Eyerthrein added, “There is nothing invisible; there is just a general sense of evil; I can sense no difference from the thirteen collections of rocks.”
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