>Go North

You enter the hole to your North...and are greeted by a pair of baleful, luminous eyes.


Hhhhshh-hsh-hsh-hssh-hhhhsssshhhhh! New patientsssshhhh-sh-sh-sh! Pleeeassshe come closshh-sh-sh-sherrr!!!

The thing's voice sounds somewhere between a laughing hyena and nails grinding together. It looks and sounds very big.


Celia? Any idea?


Unfamiliar miasma. Likely another new strain growing off your core memories, maybe even a one-off. Intense vibrations, very high level.