C37 Poisonous Scorpion

Brock mentioned that the old horse was of little use in this subterranean realm, where several passages branched off into the unknown. "It's disorienting down here; there's no sense of direction—no east, west, north, or south."

"Perhaps we should head toward that light up ahead? We can make a plan once we have some illumination," suggested Spark, pointing toward the brighter area ahead