you wake up on a cold, stone floor.

a halo of light surrounds you in the darkness.

you hold your head in your hands. there's blood.

you stumble around, searching for your pack. it's only a few feet away

you pull it back into the light and sift around for some medicinal herbs.

you gag as you choke down the bitter leaves.

you normally boil them in water, but that's not an option.

you stand up and pull your cloak around you, shivering from the cool, damp air.

you look up. sunlight bursts through a hole far above your head. vines hang down from up above, dripping with pink slime.

what do you do?

climb the vines or explore