Walking towards the paths before you, you notice some sort of half-covered opening in a mound between some trees. It's a small, grassy hill with a downward entrance in it. You push away the small bushes and branches in front of it to check it out closer, but for the most part it is too dark to see what's inside. All you can discern is that the hole is covered in some sort of sticky muck, but it's obviously big enough for a person to climb down. Curiosity getting the better of you, you slowly descend into the hole, watching your step as there is absolutely no light down here. After a few steps, you decide you can't see anything in here and start to turn around...
...when you suddenly hear a faint noise. There's obviously something in here. A sharp pain hits you, and then you feel something crawling onto your skin. You try to run, but your feet are constricted somehow. When you reach down to them, they are covered in the same gunk as the rest of the hole, and whatever's in here is covering you up further, cementing your entire body in a container of gunk. You try to scream, but no one is around to hear it and soon your screams are muffled when it covers your head. After a few moments you lose consciousness, and are entirely subject to whatever your host intends to do with you. If onlookers were around to see you, they might see the outer skin of the pod squirming every now and then. You are obviously becoming something...but what?