...Thanks to the guiding, celestial-like luminescence, you happened upon this frightening and disconsolate place. By the way, significant quantities of life giving fluids are inceasingly gushing out of your unattended shoulder wound and cascading onto the damp, sullen and now blood saturated earth. If you're not careful you'll soon be regrettably, and quite prematurely, DEAD!

You feel tired and listless as you fall surrender to the weak and rickety legs that can no longer execute their primary function. Dispirited and traumatized, you finally avalanche to your knees and collapse face down into the swampy, worm infested soil. Just prior to passing out, you become acutely aware of a sharp piercing pang running up your right arm and through your stunned and near comatose mind.

...Cave Of Jewels ...Cave Of Jewels ...Cave Of Jewels! Confused and groggy, you once again recite the magical revitalizing words that help to retrieve your lost faculties after a rather lengthy blackout. You find your now, claw-like right hand has been stripped of muscle and flesh, eaten away by hungry rodents. "This is a goddamn nightmare! Have I been dead and buried?!" you shout. You've come to realize that the lore associated with eternal rest is everything but serene. Taking matters into your own hand, you torturously smear some of the purifying mud over your blood ejecting shoulder stub to act as a type of bottle cork. You then obtain some much needed nourishment by consuming several dozen of the protein enriched resident worms. Stronger and more alert, you adamantly proclaim, "I'M GONNA CLIMB THE HELL OUT'TA HERE - RIGHT NOW!"