Sanctum of Death

You all move off together in the direction of the draft, although it seems to lead steadily downwards even as your exhaustion mounts. You sense that everybody is having the same thought: what if this path just leads you deeper into the maze, until you're lost forever? And if it does, would you rather die of exposure or have the Beast find you in the dark?

I'd rather whatever painful but swift end the Beast might give me than be trapped down here.

I cannot face the thought of encountering the Beast again. I would rather wander through the dark forever than hear that howl again.

I refuse to dwell on these thoughts, and instead focus on the situation at hand.

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