Iron doors clang open, and the steaming stench of hell blows back your hair, stings your nostrils, and loosens your bowels, but you have to move forward. Shuffling along, single file order, while screaming human heads and flailing arms reach from iron cages stacked one, two, three, four, five stories tall on either side of the never-ending narrow hall, but you keep moving forward.
I Will
I Will
I Will
Iron doors clang open, and the steaming stench of hell blows back your hair, stings your nostrils, and loosens your bowels, but you have to move forward. Shuffling along, single file order, while screaming human heads and flailing arms reach from iron cages stacked one, two, three, four, five stories tall on either side of the never-ending narrow hall, but you keep moving forward.