You leave the Hole, going out the same way you came in... Cold air hits your flesh, and the hard slime sloughs off your body. After inhaling the moist, heavy air of the Hole, the dry sun and cool air outside is refreshing.
But you're restless. You can't sleep at night. The Hole calls you once more, cackling in the halls and whispering in your ear.
You must return to The Goblin Hole.
You can leave a message on the walls of the holes. Maybe other tourists will heed your warning, and avoid the endless seduction of The Hole.