Chapter 1: The Corpse of Steel(6)

At least they had the intelligence to strengthen the areas they spent time in. So how did they end up scattered in pieces outside, I wonder?
Each step I take into the husk is punctuated with a creak from beneath my feet. Some quiet like a hushed sigh, others loud like a pained groan. Looking down into the darkness through a gaping hole, I can't help but stare a moment at the gently shifting liquid several floors below. The foundation of this metal giant, now acting as a basin, had collected decades of rain water and formed its own stagnant stew, the smell of which assaulted my senses far more than the fresh meat outside.