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((Or I legit mean me. You're playing. A good DM doesn't let the players know what's coming))

((Who do you think I am, Nintendo?))

((I said days))

((Pretty much I had a great idea for an RP but nothing actually planned; if you guys really wanna continue this give me a few days to plan **** out and I'll create something half-decent for y'all))

((The problem with exploration is that everyone's explored this dungeon before except apparently Storm, by playing TP. It's something to think about though - would be easier than horror for sure))

((Hey guys, so I've been thinking, and while I love the idea, I have no idea how the hell I'm going to do a monster horror RP. I just don't have the ideas necessary to do so. If you guys wanna keep going, I can try, but I'll need ideas to help push us along. Up to you guys though, and if I don't...

As they talk, the scratching sound begins again. Something against the stone. The lone scratches then start to become a sound almost like marching. A clank of metal can be heard. The sounds are coming from the room they'd just left - somehow. They'd been sure they'd left it empty. Peering back...

((I'll update this soon... my attention's been elsewhere the last few days, so I apologize))

The group starts up the stairs, and at the top find themselves in a square-shaped room. On either side of the room there were little crannies that held pots. One had a large, burning oil lamp inside it. Directly ahead of them was another door, but they couldn't tell if it was locked or not. That...

Deku tells Storm that we're in the middle of the desert and there's no escape through Shawshank methods, and that we're, as of now, using a similar map to the games, so looking at a map will explain what the area looks like, along with Deku's description of the differences.

At this point, Deku decides to stop replying to Storm's attempts to escape that will never work and returns his focus to the main group.

The walls do not turn glassy. He's in a magical prison - those are usually known for being pretty sturdy.

As the flame dancer opens the doors, the torches in the new room begin to light, revealing a set of stairs leading upwards. the faint sounds of scratching can be heard, but nobody is quite sure what's making the noise. Outside of the scratching, the room on the other side is deathly quiet.

No he didn't. The rock remains with only a small divet. I'll cover the next room when I get home.

He sees a couple small cracks, but nothing that looked overly weak.

((I'm not too awfully worried about it, since, outside of Herr Skrub, there's really no use for rupees in here anyways))

((There is indeed no such room, will confirm))

((You guys are already locked in, and the guards never came in))

At the other end of the room, across from the door they entered through, is another door. Smaller, and, while still made of stone, a person could probably lift it without too much of a problem. It appears to be the only other exit outside the sinkhole.

Once the last prisoner shuffles in, the mighty doors close with a loud clang. For a few moments, all is dark. Then, the torches flicker to life One by one the walls begin to light up, the sticks on the walls burning without being consumed. Magic torches. Now that they can see the room properly...

((Just say you weren't killed, just got a singe on the top of your head))

"Gentlemen," the king of Hyrule looks at his court. Knights, dukes, earls, priests, and other similarly powerful figures, "The dungeons of Hyrule are full to the brim. We can no longer afford to arrest criminals from our own people, because Ganondorf's terrorists are filling all of our cells. We...