Chapter 152

"Fuck it, the smell makes me want to just die again." She exclaimed, "What were these people thinking when they built this place,"

"Have a look at this," Tommy said, raising his oil lantern above his head.

Diana strode closer to the embankment, and in the flickering glimmer, she saw the sketches etched into the rock. The artist who had cultivated them had to have been a beginner, for the sketches were crude. In one, a large creature with a giant penis was screwing a naked woman. In another, there was a scene from an orgy, and in another, five naked women were going at it with each other. Tommy moved the lantern along the embankment, and Diana saw that there were hundreds of sketches.

She halted beside a spectacle of a vampire riding in a boat drawn by two whales. The artist had done a better job here as if the sketch had been more significant than the rest.

"A fucking whale? Really?" Diana called out.

"Well, yes, a vampire boat was drawn by a fucking whale. Hu