Swiftly reaching inside and armed yourself with the amber liquid, you shake the bottle, pop off the lid and spray Lucozade towards the incoming morass.
Apparently shocked momentarily by the sticky-sweet liquid, the tendrils stop moving and grope about. Readying yourself for another splash in their direction, you are caught off-guard as the black tentacles suddenly strike forwards, slapping at your bare arms and legs.
Where they touch, your flesh stings as if burnt, just before a sensation of numbness spreads out. The things take hold of you, sweeping your paralysed body into the air and stealing the Lucozade bottle from your unresponsive hands.
The last thing you see is an extreme close-up of the black thing in the tomb. So much for positive energy.
Go back and try something else.