I take a moment to catch my breath and survey the eerie crypt, trying to decide on my next move. After a moment's contemplation, I make up my mind and stride towards the monk's mummified corpse, determined to uncover any secrets it might be hiding.

As I approach the desiccated form, I can't help but marvel at the intricate pattern of barbed wire that binds it to the wooden X on the wall. The cruelty of such a fate is enough to send a shiver down my spine, and yet, I am drawn to the corpse like a moth to flame.

I stand before the monk's remains, examining its body carefully for any signs of hidden treasure or valuable trinkets. Alas, it seems that this poor soul had parted ways with all their earthly possessions before meeting their untimely end. A flicker of disappointment crosses my face, but I quickly shake it off and turn my attention to the small chest in the corner of the room.

Shall I:

• Approach the forgotten chest with caution and see what lies within?
• Leave this macabre chamber behind and return to the previous room, eager for a respite from the gloom?