Bottom of the pit

Those shackled shapes....
Suspicion arose in Dan as he approached the crude object, resting over a platform. Neat forms in a package of the size of a sleeping bag, denouncing..... Dan already knew in a way what he was about to see...
Hypnotized by the weird volume, Dan missed to notice the tidy stack of salami lying inside the air-tight plastic wrappings, just at his feet. The pile instantly spilled over the ceramic floor, and Dan, startled, almost fell over himself.

Luckily he had found support in the refrigerator (and that seemed like the last thing he'd find in that inhospitable place) and managed to regain his balance. With all his careful measures he made his way to the object. Repulse invaded him as his hand touched slightly the surface.
So smooth, even delicate.

How to cut it open? Dan gave a quick glance over the place to see if he could find a cutting object. Nothing at plain sight. Anyhow, he hadn't much time to lose. Since he couldn't shake that feeling of 'sitting duck' which had became his paranoia. A solution presented itself.
Without commiseration, he lifted his right hand and broke the bottle of cider against the granite wall. Antsy bits of glass immediately spread in all directions. He then used the biggest shards, which comprised the pointy neck of the broken bottle, as a sharp cutting tool to open the folding.

What he saw was utterly terrifying, loathing and nauseous.
Inside, in accelerated putrefaction, there was a corpse of a small person. The decomposing body still had skin attached to it, as well as several remaining cloths, in a strange mixture of the brown and white colours and a reasonable amount of humus.
As if the world was crumbling down on his shoulders, -- a world that changed so drastically in the last hours --, a trembling Dan immediately turned his eyes the other way.

The body's right arm moved from its resting position, on the chest and, slipping, sagged towards the floor, dropping a paper flyer.

Dan, however, was recovering his composure. The former circumstances were lessons to harden his spirit for these ubiquitous, unpleasant perils, he reformed rapidly his quick-thinking. His nervous energy could be used for more productive ends.
With no stop for qualms, he picked the paper. It was greased with wax (glittering when the flashlight lighted it), which apparently prevented it from being further decayed.

He could read: «To a wish that never came to be, upon a wish that was never fulfilled, such is the course downwards!» More riddles to disturb him. Did no one ever liked to discourse plain and simple in those lands?
But, effectively, as Dan looked down, he noticed that the floor there, under the decaying mummy, the floor had..... a different pattern. Instead of ceramic there were slabs, with the look of saffron flagstones.

Dan kicked the platform with the person away, and it went collapsing to the wall. He touched the flagstones. As he pressured them, the slabs shuddered, giving away their fragility. Perhaps.... Dan got up, seized the table in the room, and smashed it on what looked like an hollow floor .
The cracked myriad of pieces gave way to yet another thrill.
Concealed under the hut's fake floor, apparently there was a passage way constructed in the same manner as the hut, in granite blocks, of unrefined edges, clipped primitively.
It was quite narrow, although having enough space for a grown-up to pass through. The lighting was inexistent.

Of course, Dan wouldn't expect anything different. Where would this tunnel lead to? It was the rightful question in his mind at this time. What... would be down there? Another rightful question. Yet... he couldn't get much farther away from there, with those hounds in the vicinity and all.... he could never dispatch them all single-handedly before they could jump on him.
He bent down and listened quietly. No sound coming from below.
As peaceful as Uhra town was when he first walked into there.

With the flashlight he noticed a few spikes, posing as stairs.
He lowered himself and proceeded across the tunnel. It went vertically downwards to a certain height, and then it changed of direction in right angle.