You wake up just before the sunrise after an adequate, but uneasy, night’s rest. The most dangerous thing seen at night was a creepy looking squirrel.
Your comrades were able to resuscitate you and you wake up feeling stiff and groggy, but able bodied nonetheless. Your mental state leave something to be desired however. You feel as if two competing forces are pulling at your mind from opposite sides and concentration is difficult.
Players enter the tomb