The tunnel spits you out into a domed room that is almost completely empty, save for a large stone in the middle and the sound of someone crying. In the center of the room, sitting on the large boulder, is a weeping man.
His hair is long and filthy, and his skin is caked with dirt and what looks to be dried blood. He has no shirt, which exposes the strange wounds and holes in his chest and arms all to clearly. Looking at him fills you with a mix of intense pity and disgust.
-->[Approach him.]
-->[Leave him and go back the other way.]