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The creature emits a shrill whistle as your killing blow pierces its brain. Its deadly mandibles continue to snap spasmodically, but without purpose, as its lifeless body oozes from the hole and falls limply to the chasm floor.

Gripping firmly with both hands you haul yourself up, untie the stick from the end of the rope and wind it back into your pack before setting off deeper into the eerie forest.

Turn to 50.

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