Suddenly, a group of hooded figures with, webbed, clawed hands appear out of the darkness and head towards you. Their speech is inhuman and strange, but it seems to be a chant of some sort...
The creatures' chant increases in volume. You find yourself unable to move. The lead figure's hand glows a deep green, and it gestures for the two of you to follow him. You find yourself moving, your weapons dropping to the ground, as the Dagonites usher you down a long, spiraled staircase into the darkness.
You are dragged down into a deep, seemingly unending crypt. Blood is smeared on the walls and floors. Each of you is thrown into a cast-iron cell. A man in a dirty, rumpled suit lies in the cell next to yours.
It is Roger Albertin.
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