"Through me you go to the grief wracked city; Through me you go to everlasting pain; Through me you go a pass among lost souls. Justice inspired my exalted Creator: I am a creature of the Holiest Power, of Wisdom in the Highest and of Primal Love. Nothing till I was made was made, only eternal beings. And I endure eternally. Abandon all hope - Ye Who Enter Here"
I can't imagine there are too many corpses holding things anymore. Between stragglers, zombies and groups like us I doubt there is anything lying around.
But there are rooms we haven't visited so who knows.