You quickly make a move for the bucket of oil, grabbing it and pouring its contents all over the pile of blankets in the corner. Once you have emptied the bucket, you burrow deep into the wool mound.
The suffocating oil fumes nearly make you choke as you close the heavy blankets around you. Just as you get situated in the pile, you hear your captor entering.
You cannot see the beast, but it is a Garwig. Garwigs live alone deep in the mountains; they are one of the most ruthless monsters that walks on two legs. They are mildly intelligent, but not enough to speak the common tongue.
The beast is clearly disturbed that its Human prize is no longer in its place. Immediately it grabs a torch from the wall and begins searching every nook and cranny of the cave.
When the Garwig places the torch near the pile of blankets it presumed to be dry, a blazing inferno suddenly breaks out. You feel really hot, then poof, your skin is gone.
You're dead.
lol, you made an interesting twist.