The situation is getting pretty grim, but I keep going. I pass the gory scene and come across something worse on a nearby hill: a manlike brute (I honestly can’t tell what it is) growling in a language I can’t discern and chopping away at a strange cadaver. I start to worry. My concerns are justified moments later when the thing sees me and decides to rush me. I whirl around and book it toward some fences in the opposite direction. Real danger or no, I’m running for my virtual life through a maze of wooden spikes determined to get away from whatever this thing is. I run through an opening right as it’s about to catch me, and a wooden gate slams into the ground in between the two of us. The thing angrily saunters off, and I’m once again left alone.