You're thrown into the catacombs hole for transgressions against the Dread Empire. Darkness is thick down here aside from the lighted hole above. A mass of gooey, writhing liquid moves in the shadows, shlopping and dripping noises echoing. A sour green eyelight appears and moves closer.

You're faced with a mass of goopy darkness and tendrils that form into a small skeletal figure. He squints at you like eyeing a curiosity. "Mortal, what are your crimes?"