Haskins urged Teddy forward, and together they descended the second tier of steps.
As they approached to peer over the edge of the pit, about a half dozen large lizards, each about the size of a house cat, scuttled out of the pit and darted off further down the hallway.
The lizards had apparently been dining on the bodies of two dead men, impaled on spikes at the bottom of the pit.
The men were Westerners, dressed very much as the rest of their own group was, in comfortable 'jungle exploration' attire. One held a machete. The other was tangled in his own whip. They both wore holsters but, strangely, the holsters were empty.
The gear was in considerably better condition than the bodies.
These men hadn't just stumbled into the pit. It was clear from even a cursory examination that the pit had been covered by a loose layer of thin stone, which had apparently collapsed as the men passed over. You could edge along the outside of the pit, next to the wall, if you were careful-- and you knew the pit was there.