Farin descended to a low Plateau.

The Plateau was marred by three pools that had been struck into its black, charcoal-flaked earth, by the Devil’s miners in ages long gone by.

Each pool held a sinner.

The first sinner had a very red mouth, which was drawn long so that its chin rested on his tattered belly. The second sinner had a forehead so vast that it could hold a calf, and the brains bled out above the ears. The third sinner had hands that had been stretched by dark machinations to look like beastly claws, though their bearer had eaten off the flesh from their knuckles.

The sinners were bound by chains. A one-eyed beast called The Second Chamberlain held the golden key.