Heart of an Assassin

The sun beats down hard on your back, making you think of a desert. You are only wearing a short-sleeved tunic, but the material is still plastered to your body with sweat, and your hair is damp with it.

Pausing again to wipe your brow, you suddenly become aware of the fact that you're sinking. Looking down, you realise that you have stepped into quicksand!

You only have a little while to react. What are you going to do?