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(Oh and Sauron thanks for clarifying that it was a prison block instead, that gives me a whole new take on how to add tension to your escape.)

As the guardian walked through the prison block, he noticed that the air felt thick with madness, flickering lights illuminating insane scrawlings, next to pitch black cells that reeked of the eerie scent of darkness. Suddenly, out of the black of a cell a cultist ragged and babbling threw himself at the bars in a vain attempt to claw at the guardian. Down the hall the scene repeated itself, each cell containing another cultist depraved beyond hope.

At the end of the hall was a door covered in darkness, on the door was a mural depicting the dark devouring the light. Painted in black and white, and inlaid with Hive runes of unknown origin, the door spoke little of the chamber beyond. On the ceiling above was single grate, through which echoed the screams of the Titan trapped within. ---

Though the darkbringer had left, the images remained seething within the darkness of Arxus's mindscape. Twisted pictures of his own death danced before him, and a dull yet ever present pain wrapped around him like a blanket, flaring whenever he met his demise. And although no one else could hear it, Arxus could swear that the dark one was still laughing at him every time met his doom over, and over again.