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Gradually your Psi-screen weakens enough to enable the phantoms to engulf you with their snaky tendrils. You shudder with fear as they coil around your limbs, filling them with a terrible chill that steals your strength and your will to resist. Reluctantly you surrender to their numbing caress and slip into a sleep from which there will be no awakening.

Your life and your quest end here.

Text copyright © 1987 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1987 Brian Williams.