As I cautiously approach the first alcove, a sudden twist in the air gives birth to a band of skeletal fiends and shambling corpses, as if they've been waiting for me all this time. How delightful. I must admit, my heart swells with excitement at the prospect of facing these charming adversaries.
Let me introduce you to my newfound companions: three skeletal warriors and three zombies. The skeletons, clad in rusted armor, wield short swords with silent determination. The zombies, on the other hand, are shambling corpses that exude a stench of rot.
I suppose it's time for me to show them what I'm made of. Armed with my trusty black axe and chain mail armor, I stand ready to face these undead creatures. Though I must admit, I can't see in the dark, so I'll be relying on a torch in my off-hand.
The skeletons, led by their warrior comrades, attack first with their short swords. One of them lands a hit, and I feel slash of the blade searing through me, ending my life. Alas, it seems that my adventure must come to an untimely end here.