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You vault over the edge of the wagon and run, little dreaming of what lies ahead. The causeway wall is high and you cannot stop yourself in time from falling over the edge. You crash head first into a quarry over one hundred feet below, glimpsing the horrified expression of your unknown friend as you fall.

Your life and your mission end here.

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