I find myself standing at a crossroads, or rather, a four-way intersection in these musty, ancient ruins. The passage to my left beckons, promising a way towards the decaying remnants of what once were grand structures. But for now, that path shall have to wait.
I glance behind me at the crypt I had recently explored, finding it devoid of any remaining interest. Directly in front, there's nothing but empty space and shadows. My eyes then shift to the four still forms scattered on the ground before me - dead Giant Weasels, no less! How utterly thrilling.
With a heavy sigh, I ponder which direction would be the least tedious. After all, my choices are limited: turn right, go left, or simply stand here and admire the musty air. It seems that life has never been more exciting than in this very moment!
Finally, after much contemplation, I decide to turn right and continue onwards. Let's see what happens.