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Swiftly the tendril writhes past you, coiling twice before tightening around your neck. With an electrifying jolt, it wrenches you away from the fissure and drags you slowly towards its ghastly mouth.

Terror and pain give way to blind desperation as its fetid breath washes over your trembling face.

If you have any Fireseeds, turn to 10.

If you possess the Sommerswerd, turn to 317.

If you have neither of these Special Items, turn to 331.

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