Look for food
You enter a dark room. Spiderwebs are webbed over shelfs of books.
Upon realizing an urgent thirst, you drink every bottle of glowing,
neon liquid not bothering to open the glass bottles up. Suddenly you
feel awkward. You fall to the floor, reluctantly releasing yourself
to a neverending sleep.
Better read the labels before greedily gulping down potions next time-
if there is a next time.
