Yet he couldn't deny there was a certain foreboding presence in the room to be sure. His eyes once again adjusted to the deeper darkness and saw through it to look over the hidden chamber. What he saw made him turn a slight shade paler.
“Wait Elisha don't..." He started to say as she moved the Light of the torch to what he had seen.
The scream that came from her lungs was deafening in the enclosed cellar. She immediately dropped the torch and Jamie felt her arms wrapping around him a moment Later.
“Whoa there, it's alright, it's alright." Jamie said in a soothing tone as he felt her starting to shake against him. Wrapping his arms around her to comfort her he gave the girl a reassuring squeeze.
“It can't hurt you."
“I know it just scared the Living fuck outta me." She said, her voice a little shaky.
"Me too." Said Jamie and if he was honest it had yet he didn't seem to register fear as he once did.
The reason for Elisha's outburst was the dead body resting on some kind of odd looking altar in the middle of the dark chamber. It must have been there for years yet its flesh hadn't fully rotted away yet. It looked something like the mummified corpses of ancient Egyptians that museums are so eager to freak people out with. Jamie looked at it with mixed apprehension and curiosity.
“Look if you want to go back outside then I'll help you up but I need to check this out." Jamie said as his hand gently stroked her back.
“No, no I'm fine. It just startled me. I'm good." She said as if trying to convince herself more than him. Finally setting a determined smile on her Lips and giving him a nod.
“Alright but if you decide you want to get out of here then just ask.”
He said as she slowly let him go to pick the torch back up.
“Will do boss." She said with a Little nod.
Jamie stepped forward into the darkness of the room and looked around the place. The body on the stone table in the centre wasn't the only curiosity in the room to be certain. Stuck in its chest was a dagger of exquisite design. The cobwebs and dust that had fallen upon it over the years hadn't managed to fully dull the glimmering steel blade and jewel encrusted hilt.
“Do you think you should be doing that?" Elisha asked as Jamie reached out for the blade and started to brush away the cobwebs.
"I don't think he'll mind, do you?" Jamie said.
“I just mean..." She trailed off then since she didn't really know what she meant.
Jamie looked down more closely at the body and gave a slightly weary look at the chains that bound its wrists to the table. He hadn't noticed those before.
"It looks like some kind of ritual sacrifice." He observed. "An unwilling one by the Looks of it."
“What d'yeh think that's all about?" Jamie heard Elisha say as the light from the torch moved to the far wall.