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With breathtaking suddenness, the pain in your shoulder melts away and you feel yourself falling into an inky black void. You fight to remain conscious, but it is a fight you cannot hope to win, for the deadly viral poison has worked its way into your heart and its insidious effect has committed you to an everlasting sleep.

Tragically, your life and your mission end here on the streets of Helgedad.

Text copyright © 1988 Joe Dever.
Illustrations copyright © 1988 Brian Williams.