With some form of illumination the group would be able to more easily navigate the subway tunnels. Good thing too: this place was a mess. Broken rubble littered the floor, as well as relics of an older time. Boxes and machines long turned into useless crap blocked the path, but nothing that simple brute force or a bit of maneuvering couldn’t bypass. Before long, the group would come across the corpse of a lost.

A broken blade from a queen slayer sword impaled this lost through the chest, and someone made sure to decapitated it for good measure. How long this one rested here is unknown, but it likely wasn’t going to be much of a threat for a long while. That being said it also showed proof that there were lost in here despite how weak the miasma was. And indicator for what’s to come.

As the party would continue onwards the narrow tunnels opened up to a larger train station of sorts. It was still pitch black with no visible form of light or even an exit. A single thorn of judgement tore through the center of the station towards the only staircase leading upwards, effectively sealing this exit. More Lost corpses were scattered around the area, in various states of dead and mutilated. However there was one small speck of light in the darkness. Something small and glowing red, just outside the illumination from the chemical lights. It appears to be near some sort of wall though.