Utterly Mad

Awesome.
You all come to. The first thing you are aware of is the searing pain of manacles drawn too tight about wrists and ankles. As you gaze about the room, you see that it is a small cell, circular, perhaps 10 feet in diameter. All three of you are chained to the walls next to each other, with a menagerie of skeletal corpses arrayed around you, still wearing decaying clothing and disintegrating armor. An intense smell of mold and rot fills the room. The chains that bind you are exceedingly rusty. You can see your weaponry piled atop a heap of rusted blades at the center of the room.
You can hear a rasping outside of the blackened wood door.