The tower had drawn the curiosity of many in Chnum, but by the time Sunny arrives, it and the surrounding land are silent, abandoned. There's a broken flashlight just inside the main entrance; someone dropped it, hastily running away, varied footprints in dust and dirt. The higher he climbs, the more apparent the after-effects of the pseudo-psychic magical equivalent of an atomic bomb become.

It's baked into the very walls, the ragged, raw spell, and the sheer uncontrolled viciousness of it that still lingers like a taste in the air explains the absence of life neatly.

(Though it doesn't do anything to diminish the unease.)

High, high up, there remains two beings still alive. One is a great and horrible beast, too large to have crawled its way into the tower - maybe it grew here, all horns and eyes and claws, black-furred and blurry around the edges. It howls and shrieks and tears at walls, shatters furniture, leaves gouges on the stone floor. Its fury sends it like ping-pong through the labyrinth, rampaging at nothing. Its mission its purpose is to be here and to devour, but it can't get there. Every time it does, its mind begins to cave in on itself, and it retreats. So it just runs, around and around, up and back, a savage herding dog with no limit of hunger or energy. Waiting.

The second is the epicenter of that spell, sitting quietly inside a room with the doors barred.