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> Turn to leave

After all, it's not worth risking getting eaten by a grue if you stay. As you turn to leave the streets, you hear heavy footfalls behind you. Finally that no life loser has a witty comeback!

When you turn around you find him, red-faced with rage, holding a tommy gun pointed directly at your chest.

> Insult him again!

Too late. The manager opens fire, ventilating you immediately. After firing 5,682 rounds into your body for an entire hour, he goes back inside the store. For the next three hours, your carcass is spit upon by passing travelers, the Grue Police, and the Mighty Grueslayer, only to be subsequently torn apart by Street Grues.

It appears that the last blow was too much for you. I'm afraid that you are dead.

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.

> examine me

You appear to be made of a translucent floating white substance. There seems to be a golden halo hovering above your head.

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