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Flattening yourself against the wall, you watch with growing fear as the trunk crosses the gap and smashes into the steps close to where you stand. A ragged branch cuts open your cheek and another scrapes your ribs, causing you to cry out at the sudden pain (lose 3 ENDURANCE points).

As the tree hits the beach below, it quivers in the black sand like a huge javelin. You wipe away the blood from your face and look once more at the shattered staircase above.

If you have a Rope, turn to 310.

If you do not possess a Rope, turn to 211.

Text copyright © 1986 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1986 Gary Chalk.