I shrieked as the purple, cloth-like tendrils leapt out of the seemingly normal dungeon wall in front of me. Faster than my eyes could follow, they lashed around my wrists, then my legs, and finally caught me around the waist. No matter how hard I struggled, I could not shake them off. Once they had completely immobilized me, I could feel them beginning to pull me towards to strange stone bricks of the dungeon wall.
“Oskar, help! Oskar!” I screamed to the dwarf I knew was below me, who was waiting for a report on what I'd found on the oddly-designed stone ledge I was currently standing on. But there was no way for him to reach me up this high.
Even so, before I could even hear if my comrade responded to me, the clothy restraints yanked me into what I had sworn a few seconds ago was an ordinary wall.
I screamed. Loudly. The odd shapes that had been dancing around the room earlier had scared me enough. Now apparently they had taken interest in me, and I didn't want the