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The mutants lie dead at your feet. You are about to step over them and attack their controller, when more of the unfortunate wretches appear at his side. You are greatly outnumbered and you must escape now, or you will surely perish in this evil hall. You sprint back to the door and run the length of the main corridor, as fast as your shaking legs will carry you.

Turn to 130.

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