Running into the dungeon between the basement and the entrance was almost like running into a different dimension. The air was completely different, the air in the dungeon being much thicker and mustier; While it was cold outside, the dungeon was warm and uncomfortably stuffy; The smell of rat feces and urine which had only a slight smell outside had become putrid to the point it was almost unbearable. To make matters worse, only a few feet past the cellar, it was pitch black. Absolutely no light shone from the tavern past maybe ten or eleven bricks each brick the size of the average person's footstep. Occasionally, the sound of squeeking and pattering presumably from the rats. The walls were sticky to touch.

As Alice walked in following Mimi, a single cockroach scampered out from the darkness and onto Alice's foot. The cockroach squatted in position for a good second or two before skittering off.

The demon manager that had recently signed the party, had meanwhile remained upstairs by the barkeep. "I'll wait here on one of the chairs Alice conjured up. You all don't take too long. The faster you get done, the faster I can send the completion to the SODE and we can all get paid." Vulthathar said, projecting to the bottom of the cellar.