You are a painfully average adventurer, and you are in way over your head. You were exploring the depths of an ancient ruin as part of a small group until you were seperated. Your last source of light flickered away mere moments ago, and now you are surrounded by pitch-black darkness.

In the corner of your vision, you barely notice a faintly illuminated silhouette on a stone throne. You know you should flee, but do you even want to?