The ethereal webbing clinging to the walls hangs loftily here, offering a means of egress. What appears to be a small pit has been carved out of the earth here, and a large pool of slime collects at the base. The stench of decay and fermentation, mixed with body odor, skunk, and other nauseating scents is enough to turn even the most seasoned of stomachs. There appears to be nothing else special about this chamber but your eyes are drawn to a humming and crackling portal hovering just above the pit of slime. Perhaps you can make the jump through from your vantage point on the wall.