The soft and almost imperceptible sound of footsteps made its way through a dark hallway, only illuminated by the weak light on the ceiling. At the end of the hallway were large metal doors, guarded by two equally large man. The man who approached made a small bow to the guards as they parted and opened the door for him. As they pushed open the door, it emitted a sound similar to an anguished roar, a sound that was befitting to the ominous aura of the forlorn place. When the doors were wide enough for him to enter, he took a step forward. Every step he took echoed around the place, making the masked people sitting in large chairs turn to him. Blood was all over the floor and two corpses of a middle aged man and woman laid immobile with a horror stricken expression plastered on their pale faces. The metallic smell of blood filled his nostrils, a smell so nostalgic and alluring to him.