He heard something at the far end of this passageway, a scream that echoed off its walls.
A scream that was difficult to discern if it came from a human or beast, a scream that bled of agony.
Mr. Valen felt his heart drop, his instincts immediately warned him that something was wrong, and so he turned back and tried to open the stone door behind him, but it would not move.
So he stepped forward, cautiously, so as to make sure that he didn't set off any more traps—traps that could kill him should they pierce his head.
Soon he got close, close to the open door from which the scream had come.
"No, no, I'm begging you, my clan will hunt you-" he heard a voice whimper and beg, but even after he had confirmed that the parties involved were human, his instincts still screamed at him.
Suddenly, a wet thud resounded as something too fast to identify immediately rolled out the door, before stopping at his feet.
