As you walk deeper into the swamp your feet sink further and further into the layers of mud. In some areas the mud gives way to pools of murky water that reach up above the top of your boots.

Eventually you come to a clearing. Infront of you lies the entrance to the crumbling ruins of an ancient temple. You can barley make out the cracked stone bricks behind the layers of moss and the meandering tree roots that have claimed the structure.

To your right you see the mouth of a cave. The opening rises a foot above your head and is roughly half as wide. From the entrance leaks cool, musty air that pricks your skin.