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 Retard Score: 3.1415 Moves: 42

That was dumb of you, stupid. You are dead. I'm not even going to give you options of what to do next. I guess you are just going to have to shut down the computer... or click the back tab, whatever floats your boat, loser.

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.