Pot Pourri has, classically, never been considered a particularly potent weapon. Ignoring this basic principle, you heft the urn over the edge of the tomb and jump away from the grasping tendrils.
Unfortunately for you, in some cases the generally assumed facts are the right ones. The dried flowers have no apparent effect, the tentacles do not pause in their assault. Quickly they have pinned you into the corner of the room, and the first one snakes forward to grasp your leg. Where the black tendril touches your bare skin, it burns terribly, but only for moments as a numbing paralysis sets in.
Very quickly your body is covered in writhing, coiling tentacles, and you are completely immobile. Just before the paralysis reaches your brain and you black out, you feel yourself being dragged towards the tomb and its unhealthy occupant.
You never wake up.
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