Round 50 Transcript

Sister Hale struggles against her restraints, her face inches from the grating where fresh ash is spilling out in rhythmic bursts. The massive chitinous limb that burst forth earlier re-emerges from the darkness, its claws now visible as it scrabbles against stone mere inches from her face. Gravedigger Renn's eyes dart towards the tunnel entrance, his voice barely audible over the scuttling noise: "No, no, no! We can't go back there! It's—"

The voice whispers again, its words dripping with malevolent glee: 'You should have listened...' Fresh ash spills out of the grating in rhythmic bursts. Sister Hale strains against her restraints, her hand closing around the handle of a loose brick in the wall.