Salla snorts. "My money's on this being the playground of some perverted evil wizard. You got a good look at what attacked us. That's not natural, it's someone warping something else into an abomination- sculpting flesh like clay to get whatever got them hard." She extinguishes the lantern to save on fuel. "I didn't see a good way to get to the top of the tower," she says into the sudden darkness while heading for where she recalled the door to be, "But there was another tower. It will likely have more of the same, and I'll wager some different variety of nightmare intent on capturing us or worse. So be it. Perhaps there we'll find a clue as to where we can find the dead man who did this to us."