From the dim light filtering through where you fell you glimpse the shaft of the javelin which spears your chest. It sinks deep, pinning you to a rubber snake below. Your attacker is but a silhouette, sneering at you from out of the gloom. Your vision fades, death takes a final grip and you are gone.
Your adventure ends here.

Lobotomy Dawn, Copyright © Jason Brown 1997
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