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You find yourself gazing straight into the Medusataur's wide open eyes...
...and that's all you'll ever be doing ever again, because you've just turned to stone.
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.