Letting your guard down around strangers in previously unexplored frigid land has ended just where you’d expect it would, betrayed! After relaxing for the first time in weeks with an evening of revelry in a seemingly welcoming town located in the middle of an arctic tundra as you and your compatriots make your way across a previously unexplored mountain pass, you find yourself waking up in the morning on top of a large and foul smelling pile of bones in the bottom of a dark pit with an aching head and a group of your traveling companions huddled around you for warmth. How will you escape? And why are you in this hole instead of on the end of some ones spear? And what are those incessant scraping noises coming from the walls?