THE DUNGEN

With no other choice, you drink up all the oil. You grin, as it tastes like olive oil, your favorite food. The skeleton lies limp on the floor now, as the oil was the only thing keeping it alive. This chamber seems to be 10 feet in each direction and cubic. There is a door on the north wall and blue moss covers the dark corners of this steely chamber. Mist obscures the southern corner. There are three doors: an old-timey wooden door, a really cool looking door and a door with a skull and a golden bird emblazoned on it.