It’s been a couple of months since my wild adventure in the Dawning Woods Catacombs. From the beginning, I had a few close calls with a Writhing Terror and some nasty-looking rats but with my trusty creepy crate in tow, they were no match. Little did I know I’d be walking into a den of ghouls. Once I was spotted by a particularly disease-riddled ghoul, I made a hasty retreat but ended up
hiding out waiting in a secluded corner for a good opportunity to make my escape.