As you approach the mysterious painting inside the church, you hear a faint whispering. Inching closer and closer, your body feels weak in the presence of the magnificent painting. The whispering is growing louder, however too faint to recognize.

At last, you reach the base of the painting. You're body's cold and your mind is weak. You grow a sudden urge to touch the painting. As you reach your hand out, the whispering becomes more distinct. As your finger touches the canvas, you immediately regret ever stepping foot inside the church.
 
You look up to the painting, and as you're being sucked in you ask "Why, why are you doing this?!"

They eyes of the painting gaze quickly upon you. The whispering suddenly becomes abruptly clear...

"Tunnel Snakes Rule!"