You've entered the crypt of the deceased.
The smell of rot and decay fill your nostrils as you begin to examine the decrepit tomb you currently find yourself in. The eerie silence makes the hair on your arms stand on end. You can no longer hear the sounds of crickets chirping or even the wind for that matter. It makes you realize how alone you truly are. Save for, of course, the corpse entombed in the middle of the room. You try to find something to do to distract yourself from the fear rising in your throat.
