The ruins of an old temple(w)

A jolt of cold runs up your leg as you step into an icy pool of water. A stagnant stench forces you to flare your nostrils and gag. In a few weeks, this place will be a hatching ground for millions of mosquitos and less appealing creatures. Slimy marble pillars peek up out of the dark water. You would welcome the chance to get yourself out of this icy torture, but they are too slick to stand upon. You can only hope that your purpose here will be quickly fulfilled.
A dark brown haze covers the landscape.
The only obvious exit is west.
A looming Morgul guard