The Broken Arrow Inn

You hear something from behind you but you pay it no mind. Your thoughts are focused upon what is behind this door. Magic items of untold power! Wands! Robes! Potions! Oh the riches you could get for them! But this lock, this blasted lock! You cradle it in your hand and take a closer look. You then begin to form an idea, however that idea swiftly leaves your mind as you feel a thrusting pain in your back. Letting go of the lock you try to stand but discover that you cannot. Something grabs the back of your tunic and turns you around. You are staring face to face with a demon of some sort. Foul breath reaks out of his open mouth, blood drips down from his fangs. His eyes flare with fire and he brings his other hand up to your neck and begins to squeeze. Do you: