Spiders crawling up the walls,

Snakes slither down the halls.

Torture items to the right;

Those souls won't give in without a fight.

Someone in a guillotine

They watch the dangling blade gleam.

Another head to add to the pile

Onlookers filled with rising bile.

Blood splattered on the floor

The bones and carcass add to the décor.

The torturer smiled with delight,

Holding back with all his might.

A quick death he should give them so,

but it's so fun to watch them go.

Screaming filled the halls packed tight.

Others watching; fight or flight

But running is useless, you see,

for once you've entered there's no way to flee.