Climb the pile of waste
From Create Your Own Story
Picking your way carefully, you start climbing the huge stinking mound of rotten barrels, moth-eaten sails and half-decomposed fish. Every instant is a fight against the urge to throw up. Before you are halfway up, you get the feeling that all the soap in the world is never going to take that stench off you.
Suddenly you recoil in horror and surprise at the sight of a human skull grinning down at you: apparently this is not only a dump but also a cemetery. Off-balance, you lose your footing and tumble down the pile of waste. About four hundred pounds of unsavory things then fall over your head like an avalanche, killing you by suffocation in what must be one of the most ignoble deaths that ever befell a witch hunter of Sigmar.
THE END.