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Thirty-Two
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You sprint, trying to find your way through the maze of
corridors that led your unfortunate soul to what will surely be your place of
eternal rest. The darkness is chasing you – it sings your very name like a
howling beast the likes of which you've never dared dream. You glance back
cautiously, nearly tripping over another warrior's long-dead body and that's
when it strikes! From the nothingness, a clawing arm takes you by the ankle,
and while you go kicking and screaming, your horrified yells ringing and
echoing down the endless passageways, you are soon silenced, never to be heard
from again.
Good job. You've been eaten by a Grue.
The End. And ten points if you
know what a Grue is.