The villagers bring you to the altar and strap you down, all shouting "For the harvest! For the harvest!" You don't know what's happening, but apparently you're being sacrificed.

You see the ringleader of this crowd raise a knife, and your vision goes black.

You wake up on a hammock made of grapevines, and off to your side, a man walks into view.

"Ah, you're awake! Congrats on being sacrificed, by the way."