you slowly wobble to your feet, eyelids heavy. You take in your surroundings, and your eyes drop. You're in some kind of underworld. A world you've never seen before. It's dark, and foggy, and smells like a wet cave, but… you can see a light in the distance. You begin stepping toward it, when something grabs you on the shoulder, turning you around. It's a tall woman, with light purple skin, yellow eyes and twisted horns: a teifling. She smirks. “I wouldn’t go into that light if I were you.”