The darkness within

A shadow fell over the crypt as the man in the hood entered and locked it. In his hands he held the torch that guided him in the darkness. He carefully treaded his way as he removed the cobwebs on the way.

He mindlessly went to the right and saw the room that is lit by white light inside. He cautiously opened it and saw the fellow members of the order speaking with a drastic tone. The other three hooded figures prattled about the failure of gathering souls and pointing at each other as if they had done nothing wrong. They sat in a round table in a cross manner. One of them slammed his hands over the table, shouting at them. He continued to watched and observed them as he sat down on the empty table.