You are a tourist visitng Mystery Flesh Pit National Park. You stand at the edge of the Entry Orifice, looking down into the living cavern below at the slowly pulsing fleshy walls. Dim lights trace the metal walkway leading downward into the organism.

After taking a few pictures, you suddenly realize that you're are lagging behind the tour guide and group. Realizing you're alone now, you try to catch up.

As you head deeper into the living passageway, the flesh beneath the metal walkway shifts slightly, almost reacting to your presence.