In either a moment of gumption or a moment of folly, you draw your wooden sword as the floor burps up a slime-wrought being of unspeakable stickiness and filth. The green blob, rises, it’s stinking muck writhing with tentacles of pure, glowing slime.“M-m-mung Beast!” cries the boggart as he stumbles down the hallway to escape.A swift, spinning glob of gunk strikes the wooden sword from your hand. Perhaps, you were foolhardy in thinking you could best a malevolent Mung!With no time to lose you follow the boggart through a winding maze of tunnels and passages, until at last stumbling to a fork in the path.Two doors lay before you.The first door has a wooden sign that reads: “Helgroathe Mine” with the words crossed out in red paint and replaced with “Out of Order”.The second path has a tin sign that reads: “G.’s Hideaway. Club Members Only, Ya Hear?” with a crude drawing of a goblin frowning on it.Behind you, the mung beast moans as its tremendous, slimey girth fills the passage. The sickly green light washes over you.“Quick, ya slag! We’ve gots ta split up!” the boggart barks.What do you do?