Thump. You wince as a pile of dirt is thrown in your face. And then another. Thump. And another. Thump. Seven times from different sides. And then it hits you.

You are being buried alive in a glass coffin.

With wide eyes you pound against the lid and catch the attention of one of the dwarves from six feet above. His face goes pale. He stops and lowers his shovel. Then, in a panic, he shovels another pile of dirt onto your coffin with bare hands.