A Well Lit Prison Corridor                             -      -      - 
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Foul, stagnant air passes through this cold passageway.  Cobwebs dangle
in the corners of the blackened ceiling.  Extinguished torches and lanterns
line the halls mounted on the rough igneous rock from Hellbent Mountain.  It
is as if the prison has forgotten about this section of the hallway.  A
thick iron gate blocks off an exit to the south.