Something Was Going On
He saw that there were many things huddle together. However, it did not make a lick of sense to him. Why did anyone leave their ruined objects there? The air felt thicker in that part of the tunnel, and there was pressure building up in his chest. Something odd was happening here, that much was clear to him.
Living Down There
As he inspected the pile of junk some more, he noticed a bedspring that was torn and rusty. It gave him everything that he wanted to know. It likely meant that someone had been living there with no plans to leave anytime soon. He was still thinking about this when he noticed something else. What was it now?