
"You are in a maze of twisty passages, all alike" perfectly sums up the predicament you're in. You catch the sound of distant footsteps and move through the twisting corridors to track them down. To your shock, the source is a skeleton—and it's clearly not here to make friends. Thinking fast, you fire your undead Disintegrator, reducing the skeleton to nothing but a burst of color. But as you reload your UD, the sound of footsteps returns. A chilling question lingers: in this nightmare, are you the predator—or the prey?