You unbuckle the heavy muzzle caging the golem's face and see a slight gash where the mouth should be. Suddenly, its eyes dim and the unformed mouth lets out an unholy scream. You fumble with the muzzle, desperately trying to reattach it as a crippling screech threatens to destroy your eardrums and rivulets of blood begin to trickle from your nose and ears.

As waves of pain rack your mind you grip the buckle, and with great effort, force the mask back into place. It takes several minutes for your heartbeat to slow and your hearing to return to normal.