Game:Zork/GrueStolic
Corridor | Score: 60 | Moves: 34 |
The explosive force disintegrates the first five Grues, reducing them to ash before they have a chance to scream. The resultant raging flames continue to incinerate the next ten Grues, killing them instantly after they have a chance to scream. A further twenty Grues are seared horribly, stopping them in their tracks. Both them and the forty Grues behind them have their sunglasses shattered from the force, causing them to die from light exposure. Unfortunately, that still leaves twenty-five nominally harmed and doubly ravenous Grues with intact sunglasses, all of whom spend later tonight picking bits of you out of their teeth. Still, nice try.
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.
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