Suddenly you realize what’s been bothering you
and freeze in mid-step. Right where you were about
to place your boot, a patch of yellow fungus clings
to the stone floor. You’ve heard stories about such
things before: yellow-colored molds that grow in dark caverns
and seem harmless until they’re disturbed, at which point they
release millions of poisonous spores that choke and sicken
hapless wanderers. You draw back your foot and circle around,
careful to give the mold a wide berth. Disaster averted, you
make your way to the crack in the back of the room and find
that it is indeed a passageway. From further along it comes
flickering light and the rattle of dry bones. If you are wounded,
this might be a good time to drink your potion of healing.
FROM HERE:
To make your way down the passageway, go to Entry #5. |
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