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The old Shianti priest is about to speak, when he gives a great gasp and dies in your arms. With tears in your eyes, you turn to Shan. 'He is dead,' you say sorrowfully.

The merchant hangs his head. 'Then we are doomed,' he groans.

You sit back, deep in thought. You are tired and quickly fall asleep.

Turn to 258.

Concept copyright © 1985 Joe Dever and Gary Chalk.
Text copyright © 1985 Ian Page.