While clawing my way for the exit, the dank, putrid air getting noticeably more breathable the daylight streaming into the outer regions starting to warm my 'tourists' body. I happened to glance back (a common mistake I grant you, often committed throughout history, I refer to Sauls wife.)
What greeted my eyes was Nothing so dramatic as my person turning into a pillar of salt from the feet upwards, but the curious sight of various Peng thread 'legends' congratulating themselves on my easy and humane dispatch back to the more normal world above.
Naturally this irked me just a little, I hesitated, took a long hard look at the pinprick of distant light that is the exit from this fetid pool of filth, took one last deep breath of the sweet air that manages to penetrate to this outer level,sighed and plunged back down into the gloom...