After the Saint (Killer) put his sleeve out and healed the burns on his hand...
One had to admit, Saint (Killer) had nailed the whole fire-breathing fantasia thing - now UsdiYona had only to work on controlling the area she doused in fire. To her credit though, the sword was now flaming nicely, as the Saint (Killer) had requested.
<There are four regulars,> the shadows answered Robor meanwhile, <Claude Van Jean, the Ductus; Vesh Raventon, the Priest; Pimp Master McHoe, Keeper of the Haven (and Hoes); and Lit, the Ductus' right-hand man.>
<The rest, typically four, are the expendable shock troops and go through a constant rotation. They also keep a handful of ghouls, a herd of women, and some drug mules.>
As the shadows spoke, the spirit eye flew over to Robor and hovered nearby - clearly not knowing what 'warrens' Robor was talking about.
Moving the rest of the way down the corridor, with the eyeball and shadows following, the disciples came to its end. An old electrical junction box hung on the right side of the wall, while an excavated tunnel was on the left.
The cover of the junction box was missing, and faded red paint, above the box, warned 'DANGER HIGH VOLTAGE! ELECTROCUTION HAZARD!'.
An ancient-looking knife switch was inside the box, labeled 'To Mill' - though it was not currently hooked up to anything and was in the 'off' position.
Above the junction box, cables came down through the ceiling, through the box, and then on down through the floor. The cables, labeled 'Rail Main', were wrapped in old-looking insulation that was cracked and brittle and gave off an ominous electrical buzz.
The excavated tunnel meanwhile, led only a short distance before exiting through a brick wall onto a fifteen foot wide concourse of brick-laid stairs, divided by a rusty handrail running down the center.
To the right, the stairs rose up only eight feet, before ending at the backside of a crumbling concrete pouring-form - the other side of which, was a concrete slab, cutting the stairs off in that direction.
To the left, the stairs dropped down well into darkness - though Robor already knew that they descended a hundred and fifty feet to an old abandoned subway platform.
Something about the stairs was new to Robor however.
He had been a sleeper the last time he had gone down them, but now - being awakened - he could sense an evil resonance emanating from the bottom. He could also tell, with spirit, that the place was a locus (the strength of the gauntlet between worlds having been worn thin, making it easier for spirits and demons to cross over).
