>Attempt to move through pure willpower.
You get up. It is slightly more painful than you imagined.
Your limbs feel like they’re stuffed with sand.
ARCHITECT: “Oh my, your blood’s grown back strange. I wonder if that’s some sort of Curse.”
ARCHITECT: “Oh my, so violent. Tsk tsk. I think you need some more rest to cool off.”
He waves a hand contemptuously, and for an agonising second it feels like your veins are on fire. You cry out and barely remain standing.