You give the shield a small kick.
It does not react, except in the way you'd expect a shield to. You pick it up.
You have acquired a small shield.
You also take the papers
from the wall. One of them appears to be a map of this floor; the
other, if you're reading this right, says that the surface of the sludgy
water (and a possible exit?) should be one floor up from here. That
means you're currently on the first basement level... and underwater.
Meanwhile, three floors down, there's... something else. A triangle with a circle in it?
The symbols used on both documents are pretty vague; you decide to head
back and examine the first hallway, just to make sure it lines up with
what the map is showing.
Before that, though, you approach the two barrels in the room. You give each of them a firm kick.
They do not react.
After several seconds of finagling with the lids, you realize that you
have no idea how to properly open a barrel. The barrels definitely have something in them; they're so heavy that you can hardly start to lean them, and you definitely couldn't pick one up.
Leaving the barrels behind for the moment, you head back into the
previous hall--past the cell with the corpse and the knife, past the
ceiling leak, and past the cell you woke up in. Water continues to pour
from your starting room and now reaches your ankles out in the hallway.
Near the end of the hall, you confirm the accuracy of the map. All of
the doors lining this path look more or less the same; however, peering
through the bars of one door on the south wall, you can see a short
hallway that leads to a completely different cell block.
If the other page is accurate, as well, then
that means you should be able to find a way out of here by continuing in
this direction. On the other hand, there should be a path leading farther down
in the north west corner of this floor. You're not sure what lies
deeper into the prison, but someone felt it was important enough to
write it down and pin it on the wall.
Just as you begin to contemplate which direction to head next, however--
You hear something.
You could swear it sounded like
like a voice.
You tilt your head and listen.
You hear it again: a male voice, faint over the sound of rushing water and muffled by the brick walls.
You're not sure which cell it was in
but it wasn't from the knife room.
It was closer.
In fact, you're extremely sure it came from a room you've already looked in and confirmed as empty, one of the normal looking cells left of yours.
You wait
but you don't hear any additional vocalizing after that.
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