"Worst of all, he had spotted those savages, huddled atop the mound, unmoving and apparently asleep,..."

"Worst of all, he had spotted those savages, huddled atop the mound, unmoving and apparently asleep, a collection of decrepit figures sprawled across the floor. The music had fallen silent, so that there was absolutely no sound whatsoever, and he could see their bodies laid out around the cathedral walls, deep in uninterrupted slumber. He grimaced at the very idea of creeping amongst them, his heart pounding at the danger, but he had come this far, to the epicentre, and there could be no turn...