A Well Lit Prison Corridor                             -      N      - 
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Foul, stagnant air passes through this cold passageway.  Cobwebs dangle
in the corners of the blackened ceiling.  Wooden torches and brass lanterns
line the halls mounted on the rough igneous rock from Hellbent Mountain. 
Dust and dried blood lie on the grey tiles that cover the floor throughout
the prison.  An iron door has been placed into a carved depression in the
wall to the west.