She peers around the corner..looking along the darkened corridor..her heart pounding in her breast. She almost faints with releif when she sees the corridor is empty. Slipping around the corner and along the corridor, she pauses when she notices that one door is ajar. Sending her gaze flying to the ends of the corridor she relaxes minutely at seeing it unoccupied, then sidles up to the door and listens carefully to check if anyone is within. Hearing nothing from the chamber beyond the door she cautiously peers through the crack of the door. Her heart jumps into her throat, stifling her scream when she sees the blood encrusted racks filling the chamber.