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|Death||Score: 30||Moves: 26|
You cheerfully put the beautiful shiny warm ring on your finger. It dazzles and glints in the wan light of the laboratory, and you feel very pleased with yourself right up until the point where you keel over from radiation poisoning. Very fast radiation poisoning, naturally. If only you had a higher Constitution score, you'd have become the Green Lantern. Shame!
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.