Larry steps back into the crawl space, and wielding the crowbar Marc used, tears down the boards of the inner wall. Lukas assists while Karabekian watches from a safe distance, providing light.
Beyond is another room and lying motionless and seemingly dead on a pallet in the centre of the room is a drawn, wooden-looking, wizened figure of some six feet, skinny and naked., with ghastly wide-flaring saucerlike eyes and a nose like a knife blade. Some sort of chain rests around his neck. He has lost all hair and his shrunken gums make his teeth look very long. From him comes a sharp, sweet, churning scent, like rotten corn.
The floor is earthen and there is a table in the southwest corner with some curled papers on it.