291

It is dawn and you are sweating with a fever (lose 2 ENDURANCE points).

You wake your companions and begin your journey without delay, your heart still quaking with fear. Your leaden feet carry you through the fields of dust and the grim monotony of the landscape dampens your spirits. Your companions eye you with concern. When you stumble and fall with weariness, they lift you to your feet and you are comforted a little.

Suddenly Hugi gives a cry of alarm and you spin round. You gasp with fear as you see three Deathgaunts drifting after you, their arms outstretched in a sinister greeting, as if you were already one of their kind. You hear their evil voices whispering insidiously in your mind. ‘Go no further—only doom awaits you,’ they chant.

If you have the Magical Power of Evocation and wish to use it, turn to 145.

If you prefer to continue, turn to 154.