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As you advance along the deck, the hideous creatures turn and flee from the golden light of your sword. You notice something strange about this death-hulk, something familiar, but you are not quite sure what it is. Suddenly, a ghastly voice behind you cries out your name.

You raise the Sommerswerd and spin around to face the voice. The sight that confronts you fills your senses with a mortal terror.

Turn to 26.

Text copyright © 1984 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1984 Gary Chalk.