@Muse<br/>The tendrils continue to tickle your inner thighs mercilessly, the hooded figure fading away with no answer. Two slimy tendrils wrap themselves around your body, their stench as repulsive as their texture. They also curl themselves around your breasts and tentacles on the ends suckle down on your nipples. There seems to be a green light emanating somewhere from your lower body but you cannot see properly, the tentacles obstructing your view.<br/><br/>EDIT<br/><br/>@Nicci<br/><br/>There are fifteen doors, two of which are barred off, one barred off with more boards and apparently sealed with wax. A strange white light emanates from behind the door.