and they pick you up out of the coffin. One brushes you down and takes a long puff of a pipe. he tips a bowler hat at you and you smile shakily.
You realise that your hands are sticky for some reason and are clenched into fists. You look down and see a puddle of gloop trying to pull you downwards to the floor.
The sheep see this too and run off just before the puddle drags you down. It covers you and trys to pull you into it.
Suddenly your falling into a dark pit full of water and the gloop floats off.