As you race through the old cemetary, the vines and overgrown grass tear at your clothes. You nearly trip many times, and finally, you do, plowing over the ground, falling headfirst into a hole! You plumment down, arms and legs flailing, your scream echoing around you as you seem to fall for endless ages rather than merely a few moments.
You finally land in a rather damp, spongy place. The air is humid,and the air smells like a vase of flowers that has set too long. As you look up, you see something approaching from the darkness to your left.
As it rolls over the marshy ground, little lights blink on and off with no real pattern, and you can see long tentacles waving at you!
Scared silly, you race through the swamp until you are breathless, leaving the creature far behind you. You are also completely lost. The ground gets wetter and harder to travel in, and eventually you run into a pool of quicksand.