Attack the golem!

You have no patience for the golem's riddle. Instead, you take a few steps back, and then launch yourself into the air, landing a mid-air punch in the middle of the golem's chest. To your surprise, the apparently solid surface of the golem's body feels more like quicksand. Your hand sinks into the golem's body up to your elbow. You pull your hand back, and it comes out of the golem's body with a soft gloop.

You half expect the golem to retaliate, but instead it remains still, merely watching you impassively. You try to make a fist with your hand and land a second punch. Your hand refuses to move, the fingers completely rigid. Your arm has turned a light grey, the same colour as the golem's skin. As you watch in horror, the grey colour spreads down your upper arm towards your shoulder. You try to turn and run, but now your legs are refusing to move and you see that they too are taking on the deathly grey hue of stone.

There's nothing you can do as your body petrifies in front of the stone golem. The transformation reaches your stomach, then your chest, and after a few minutes of agony as your immobile chest stops drawing air into your lungs, you pass out.