[After walking in gray for a bit they'll find a light sort of appear out of the fog before them. And maybe it isn't so much a light as a barrel with a fire burning out of it. Gray human figures stand around it staring at it. Some look perfectly fine while others looked mangled with gunshot wounds, missing limbs and even one poor fellow with a scar from shoulder to hip.

Tyki waves as he approaches, but no of them respond to him.]