The room was now lit enough for them to see the carnage, and they both decided that the darkness was better—in that respect, at least. The floor was covered in the oddly forged chains, with lumps showing where the bodies of the other people, and the Shamblers were buried beneath. Where there was bare floor, there was the sickening, thick blood that oozed slowly toward the center drain, helped along by the continuous stream of rain water that leaked in through the window frame. The smell was unbelievable. “We don’t have any tools to chisel away at the blocks,” Mike said, examining the window sill. Dan felt around for any loose blocks, finding a few gaps here and there, but they were still mostly solid. However, there was a large vertical crack going from the corner of the window frame to about halfway down the wall. “The wall itself is weak,” he said. “It happens when there’s no drainage installed at the footer.
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