"Oh god, that Chimichanga is riding its way back up from my guts." Garuud kicked the door down into the room and looked into the room.

The walls around him were rusted, turned orange and red. The air was warm, moist, thick, it carried a powerful stench. A pole with desecrated skulls planted around and on it stood in his path. A warning?

Garuud moved into the room and looked at the skulls closely. "These have been here a while" Garuud moved past the skulls. " Tsk tsk tsk boneheads, dying in this room." *Mature voice* [i]"that could be us at some point."[/i] Garuud chuckled and moved into the room a bit more scanning it. *childish voice* [b]"What? US? Never!"[/b]

With the warning unheeded, the horrors would go unleashed. Death was the only thing that awaited them now. The sickly rust proliferated all around them, guiding them deeper within the catacombs of the Bloodwrath.

Garuud decided to follow the path. "He woke up on this ship without warning, and was interested to see why he was brought here." Garuud moved down the path whistling the theme to the Incredible Hulk. *Mature voice* [i]"Watch it, were probably not alone."[/i] Garuud laughed. "We are never alone, living ship. Remember?" *Childish voice* [b]"Yeah, we are never alone. Even when we really want to be.... ever heard of alone time ship? Sometimes a man needs some time to himself!?"[/b] Garuud laughed and kept walking down the hallway keeping watch on his surroundings.

He heard the heavy clanking of metal on metal. The stench was very powerful here.

Garuud drew closer to the sound. " are we facing a transformer? "

Footsteps. Very heavy footsteps. And dozens of them, by the sound of it.