"K you enter a room, there's a small bed in one corner and next to it is a small wooden chest with a torch sconce right above it."

Alrighty I want to creep up and stab the chest.

"Yeah it sinks in with a satisfying thunk into the wood."

K I'm gonna open the chest

"Yeah there's some plain white robes, tools for lighting candles, a couple copper pieces and a diary."

But my hand is still attached? The chest didn't bite me?

"No it's just a chest. As you're digging through it, you hear some slight breathing above your head. You look up just in time to see a toothy maw splayed out from the torch on the wall as the mimic tries to bite you."

Fuck you.

"Hah. Gotcha."