Entering the dank hallway, they find no signs of a creature lying in wait or a trap ready to spring upon them. As the wind from outside blows, the creaking wood makes an eerie sound. A strong draft comes through the corridor from around the corner, tussling some loose webbing. The scene seemed to inspire a feeling of dread.<br/><br/><hr/>OOC: Is anyone going to look around the corner and see what's down the hallway on the left? Do we have any<del>victims</del>volunteers?