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|Laboratory||Score: 30||Moves: 25|
The hermit releases a spatter of bloody drool before sinking to the floor. Battle over! Experience Get!
...or so you think, until you notice his bloody chest is still moving. Uh oh, he's still alive. Or not, judging by the sudden violent shuddering accompanied with a shower of blood spurting from his wounds, followed by a blood-soaked Xenomorph. It looks at you.
Note to self: if there's a killer alien living in the body of some guy, do not slice said body open and let it escape.
As you take your last breath, you feel relieved of your burdens. The feeling passes as you find yourself before the gates of Hell, where the spirits jeer at you and deny you entry. Your senses are disturbed. The objects in the dungeon appear indistinct, bleached of color, even unreal.
You appear to be made of a translucent floating white substance. There seems to be a golden halo hovering above your head.