MasonicGamer.com: Just as I come over the hill the sun is setting. There isn’t have enough time. Soon it will be dark. Finding my way back to base would be difficult but this is the least of my concerns. Having barely escaped the corruption alive it seems the beasts of the night will be my undoing. One or two already approach me and it wont take long before there are too many and they rip me into a bloody pulp. I see a cave nearby, going down is risky but my chances will be better than on the surface. With a torch in hand I venture down. Deeper into the cave I reach a ledge, taking a deep breath I leap into the unknown, the torch goes out. It is pitch black.