Of Ash and Dark Places...

You spend a half hour meticulously designing the ultimate bone-lamp, perfect for any evil lair, when you realize they are HUMAN BONES YOUR PLAYING WITH. You promptly flip the fuck out and reassess your situation. Clearly people have died here, maybe more than just this one set of bones. These bone are dusty and have taken a red hue, they are also extremely fragile and feel like they could break if you dropped them onto the carpet. You look at the lap to see if you could take it... nope no can do it's a table lamp. The room aside from bones and lamp looks ransacked.