"Ok, we're at the antechamber. Anyone that wants to, close your eyes now before I raise my light." Gil waited a moment, then raised his light onto the grotesque spectacle that had grown. Gil Stopped suddenly. Saying in a none to calm manor, "Oh. My. God." His flashlight illuminated the antechamber, or what was uncovered anyway. There were mounds of fleshy piles, long, dangling tendrils, and even what looked to be clusters of eyes strewn throughout the fleshy plantform covering the walls and patches of the floor. There was one massive pillar in the center, and it looked like it was...breathing. He quickly said, "OK. We're going to the left farthest hall, then up the ladder, then we will be there....let's hurry. The Professor needs to know. Now." He started walking with a haste he hadn't shown in a while, being careful to avoid any tendrils that hung from the ceiling.