As Knievel screamed, the pair disappeared, and the lighted path they were on faded. Half a moment later -- just long enough for Knievel to register that he was in total, utter darkness -- the door opened, the light streaming in offering some relief.
Back outside the chamber, Knievel found a chair and a table covered with refreshments, just as Legend said there would be. The food and refreshments were everything that the man found enjoyable to refresh himself. In addition, the chair was just the right size to let the him either recline or sit up straight as he desired. All in all, it was just what he needed to regain his strength.
After grabbing a few drinks, scarfing a few donuts, and wondering just what he'd gotten himself into, he approached another door, which opened with a rusty creeeaaak. As he entered, Legend's odd voice rang out.
"Dere are dose who say dat de dings you haff done are shocking. Und dere are dose who say dat de dings ve do to others are vhat ve fear vill happen to us. Your gear, hastily constructed as it vas, is not a vell-shielded as it could be, und as a result you are more susceptible to electrical assaults. Here, you shall test your resolve in de face of such assaults, und see how vell you fare."