Catacomb

Necropolis, the catacomb. 

Endless corridors, filled with remains of the past. Skulls watching as you pass by them, light of your lantern on their grinning teeth and shadows in their empty eye sockets. Dust, bones and you. A silent oblivion.

This is where you learnt the ways of the city of the dead, Machete. This is where you learnt to embrace the darkness.

This is where you lost everything worth living for.