The passage seems to continue forever… eventually you find yourself in what seems to be a cave… noises echo all around you… the air becomes almost… wet? You aren’t sure how long you’ve been underground. Time itself doesn’t seem to behave down here. You are certain the cave has an exit. Caves always do. You remember the bits of light you have skimming over wet stone, your footsteps crunching softly on gravel.

You stop and pay attention to the walls around you. You could’ve sworn that you say the cave itself… moving. You shake it off and look around, lost for a split second, but you quickly decide you have two options. Do you take the path upward or go deeper into the cave?