This place is kind of like a vortex.
A whirlpool of magical blood.

You go a little too far in, and suddenly everything at
every corner is trying to pull you in deeper,
and so deeper you go.

But what truly awaits you at this spiral's end?
Is it something sinister? Sorrowful?
A sacred sort of shifting sermon?

These are questions worth asking yourself while you can,
for soon enough you'll be but another row of screams
lining halls of silver, red and violet.