A dirty stone room with tables and torture instruments abound.  There's pieces of equipment in various corners of the room.
Dungeon, Inside Temple
prisoner
dirt
I am the mud that sticks on the floor. I am the clump that rolls down the hill. I am the grains that line the shore, and where you'll rest when your heart lays still.
Yes! Rub me all over you! They think i'm kooky for talking to dirt, but you talk back! Of course I do! I'm your closest friend. I'll always be here for you. Here take this shoe. A token of our friendship Oh I can't accept this! It's too much! He's going to kill me, Dirt! Throw me at his face! I'll blind him for you!  But I don't want you to spread apart and go away. I'm everywhere. I'll never go away.  Oh dirt. You are so great. What would I have done all these years without you? Probably lived a clean and boring life. You probably wouldn't be here without me.  Maybe I can hide this and attack when he's not looking. He's a dumb one anyway ha