Ahead of them lay little more than a long tunnel, wide enough in places for two to walk abreast, but mostly proportioned for one at a time. The floor was pockmarked with little dents and rivulets, perhaps the work of water over time, perhaps something else, while the walls and ceiling had little dents here and there, some wider than others, but nothing unusual compared to the tunnels through which they had ventured.
If the skeletal creature was correct, this was the passage down which his compatriots needed to march. Certainly, after the fuss that had occurred when they climbed up the chimney, there was little desire to head back the way they had come.
