Erran starts to move forward, taking point, and then stops dead in his tracks just before the end of the tunnelled passage. His eyes narrow at the spectacle before them, and he holds up a hand to stop the others. He watches quietly for a moment, then turns around, moving back towards Eransyl.
"I thought I didn't like this before, now I really know I don't like it," he murmurs to the wizard quietly, although not so quiet that the others can't hear. "There's no wind. The air is still, even here in the passage... there's no way those bodies should still be swaying back and forth the way they are."