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You have walked less than ten feet along the corridor when you are knocked off your feet by a terrible numbing blow to your chest. The ghostly outline of a skeletal warrior shimmers in the air above you, a bloodied spear gripped in its fleshless hands. The wound is fatally deep, and the image soon fades into darkness as your life's blood ebbs away.

Your life and your quest end here.

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