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The tunnel descends for miles into solid rock. You are occasionally startled by unexpected swarms of glowing mine flies or fluttering bats swooping out of the darkness, attracted by your body heat.

You eventually reach a chamber where a small wooden hut has been built against the wall. You are now desperately tired and in need of sleep.

If you wish to rest in the hut, turn to 322.

If you wish to press on regardless of fatigue, turn to 162.

Text copyright © 1985 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1985 Gary Chalk.