Ask again for the way out

From Create Your Own Story

"I don't have time for your games, mad woman," you say firmly. "Now tell me the way out, if there even is one."

The woman falters, her lips twist into a slight scowl. "Foolish," she murmurs. She seems disappointed. Before you can react, her hand flashes out, revealing a wicked, curved dagger. It's covered in blood... your blood!

You didn't even have time to reach for your blade. The woman has slit your neck. You stagger and collapse, bleeding out on the cave floor as she cackles madly.