You drop the sword and run screaming through the field that seems to go on forever.

After a few hours of constant running and screaming (during which you don't dare look behind you) the grass starts to thin and give way to sandy rocks.

The scenery goes gray and you impact a soft gelatinous barrier which you immediately fall through.

The air is sucked from your lungs and you fall gasping to your knees with just enough life left to look back at the lunar park you've foolishly exited.

You idiot.

You're dead.