Confinement again- Part 3

The floor to the confinement rooms was dark as expected, with only one lantern that was the source of light, it didn't spread the light too far but enough to know what was in front of them. The remaining area was pitch black. 

She could see the silhouette as well as the outline that was formed by the light in front of them when it came to the warden as well as the guardsman. Walking beside Damien, her feet were firm and sturdy. 

Her nose was suddenly greeted with a foul smell. Did it smell this bad before? Asked Penny to herself. Maybe it did and she had just not noticed, how could she forget her stepping on the iron nail that had made her pass out from the pain. They passed by one of the dark corners to move to the next one. Unlike the outside cells which had walls, this place was made purely by iron bars which separated the space of one person to another.