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You head south across the desolate plain, but after a few minutes Shan stops, shielding his eyes with his hand as he peers eastwards. ‘Can you feel it?’ he asks.

At first you are not sure what he means, but then you notice that the atmosphere has changed. A wind has started up, and tumbleweeds and pools of fine brown dust eddy in busy spirals. Shan points towards the horizon and you spot a great cloud of dust rolling towards you.

‘Dust storm,’ says Shan. ‘Looks like a mean one.’

If you wish to head back to the shack and take cover, turn to 78.

If you would rather keep moving on towards the Azanam, turn to 283.