"Oh, the things I do for you, Zou," he says, coughing a bit as the smell gets heavier. "Man, someone's got a serious case of dry rot in here."

He runs his hand over the wall - it's wet and stone now, instead of dirt. There's a thumping sound upstairs. And that's when, of course, his flashlight runs out of batteries. "You've got to be kidding."

At least they still have Zouichi's.