Breathing Through The Vent

A: What Was My Backup Plan?
A4: Try to Maneuver Your Mouth against The Hole For The Bell Cord So You Can Breathe (Dexterity)

Moving my head around in the midst of the confined space I managed to put my mouth up against the small hole in the side of the box that the string of the bell went out of. While also pulling on the bell cord I pulled in fresh air from the outside and so survived the more than an hour it took for someone to hear my faint rings on the bell calling for my liberation from the cloying herbal prison that I found myself in. At last I heard the scraping of stone-on-stone that indicated the lid was being pulled off of the tiny chamber and I prepared to take my first steps in the broader world.

A: What was the area outside like?
A1: An abandoned mineshaft.
A2: An open and welcoming temple.
A3: A lost fortress in the Mountains.
A4: A tidy and well maintained Sepulcher.

B: And waiting for me there were...
B1: A group of apprentice **** Priests.
B2: a tribe of **** worshiping ninjas.
B3: my fellow deathwives.
B4: An Honor Guard Of Embalmed Zombies.