While walking through the Jungle, you notice a hideous statue sitting
by the side of the trail. A horrendous shade of puce, it might be a
toad, or a pig, or contents of a dropped bowl of pudding, or something
out of the realm of your nightmares, as rendered by some incompetent
or insane sculptor. You shudder, and quickly turn away from the
bulbous eyes that almost seem to be watching you.
When you turn the corner, however, you come face to face with it again.
It must be a matched set, you think, and turn aside.
Only to find it in the middle of your path.
A shudder ripples up your spine at the sight of the thing's misshapen
smirking maw, and you draw your weapon with a cry.
The thing's eyes seem to glow balefully, and you hear a nasty snigger
as your foot slips and you fall on your own weapon.
The thing shatters into fragments of pottery, and you feel a little
silly for thinking it might have been anything else before quickly