Cargo Bay                                              -      N      - 
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 WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

A dark corner emptied of its contents leaves only a trail of grain and
rice.  This spot may have once been were food was kept for the long journey
but has since been moved to the upper decks and consumed.  A solid patch of
frozen seawater clings to the bottom of the wall where the hull displays
cracks.  The air in here causes a thousand tiny pricks as it is taken in to
one's lungs and exhaled into a frozen cloud.  The temperature is more
inclined for hanging meat.  
An injured person lies on the floor silently begging for assistance.
A refugee with bits of flesh hanging from her teeth greets you with a smile.
An injured person lies on the floor silently begging for assistance.
A member of the ill-fated crew walks about in a blind stupor.
A man driven mad looks about for someone to unleash his rage upon.