You flail at empty air as you fall through the hole in the middle of the tower, disappearing beneath the mist...

Your descent is unexpectedly halted as you plunge into a pool of thick goop churning at the bottom of the hole. The bog is so thick that you don't even sink all the way in; the sludge is dense and incredibly sticky, to the point that it's already clinging to your clothes and making it hard to move.

You carefully shift your weight forward to try and stand on your feet. It's only about chest deep, so you can thankfully touch the bottom with your feet. A quick glance around the hole confirms that the walls are mostly stone and drenched in the same sticky sludge. You just need to find a way out of this mess, but there doesn't seem to be any...

Before you can further assess how to climb out of the pit, a sludgy hand emerges from the bog and grabs your wrist tightly! You look down in shock and try to pull your wrist free, but to no avail - instead, more hands start forming from the goop and grabbing onto your clothes, dragging you down deeper into the muck. Despite your thrashing, you can't seem to overpower these limbs! They at last pull your legs from under you, and you fall into their embrace; the hands surge under your clothes and begin squeezing your body, kneading your pecs and thighs while stroking your growing erection.