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As soon as you enter, the panel slides shut and you are plunged into darkness. You advance nervously, your hand held before your face to part the cobwebs hanging in festoons from the low ceiling. You are a few feet away from what appears to be a dead end when you tread on a pressure plate, which activates another panel that slides back to reveal a small chamber.

Turn to 14.

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