Dave stood back and watched John go all mangrit on the door. It was so dark inside that he almost considered taking off his shades. Instead he let the heavy sack of smuppets fall to the floor, and stuck his own wand arm into the room, mumbling a quiet 'Lumos' and adding his own light to the light from John's wand.
"The fuck is this, some kind of torture dungeon or something? Shit, I figured since this was a castle there had to be one somewhere." He took a hesitant couple of steps into the room, and then pointed his wand at the sack of smuppets. "Wingardium leviosa." And brought it into the room. He pointed his wand at the corners of the ceiling. "Incendio!" all four corners, which briefly gave them a little more light, as the cobwebs burned. It didn't look like there was anything else in the room except mold and chains. Definitely no skeletons, which set the creepy crawlies on the back of Dave's neck at ease.
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"The fuck is this, some kind of torture dungeon or something? Shit, I figured since this was a castle there had to be one somewhere." He took a hesitant couple of steps into the room, and then pointed his wand at the sack of smuppets. "Wingardium leviosa." And brought it into the room. He pointed his wand at the corners of the ceiling. "Incendio!" all four corners, which briefly gave them a little more light, as the cobwebs burned. It didn't look like there was anything else in the room except mold and chains. Definitely no skeletons, which set the creepy crawlies on the back of Dave's neck at ease.