YOU DON'T NEED CAPITAL LETTERS TO COMPLETE THIS GAME.
BEG PARDON?
I DON'T KNOW THE WORD '
DIGGING WITH YOUR HANDS YOU MANAGE TO ENLARGE THE SMALL OPENING.
YOU LOOK AROUND BUT DON'T SEE IT.
SEEING ALL THESE SNAKES HAS A SOBERING EFFECT ON YOUR FLUTE PLAYING. SOFT AND
SOOTHING MUSIC FLOATS THROUGH THE AIR. THE SNAKES SEEM ALMOST MESMERIZED.
GRADUALLY THE ROOM EMPTIES AS THEY DISAPPEAR SEEMINGLY INTO SOLID ROCK.
A LOUD AND OFFENSIVE NOISE COMES FROM THE WORN FLUTE.
IT'S DEEPER THAN YOU THOUGHT. YOU ENJOY THE REFRESHING SWIM THEN LIE ON THE
BANK TO DRY OFF. AFTER A WHILE YOU STAND UP...
IT'S PRETTY SHALLOW. YOU WADE AROUND A BIT THEN GET OUT OF THE STREAM.
IT PICTURES A MAN SURROUNDED BY SNAKES. ╚E IS HOLDING AN OBJECT BUT DUE TO THE
EROSION OF TIME YOU CAN'T MAKE OUT WHAT IT IS.
YOU CLIMB THE CREAKING STAIRWAY...
YOU WALK DOWN THE CREAKING STAIRWAY...
YOU CAUTIOUSLY OPEN THE DOOR...
YOU MANAGE TO CLIMB THE PILLAR.
YOU SCRAMBLE DOWN THE PILLAR.
YOU PAW THE SAND DESPERATELY WITH YOUR HANDS BUT THE HOLE DISAPPEARS ALMOST AS
SOON AS YOU DIG IT. IF ONLY YOU HAD SOMETHING TO DIG WITH...
YOU THRUST YOUR HAND INTO THE DARK HOLE...
YOU RAISE THE POTION TO YOUR LIPS AND TAKE A SWALLOW...
YOU RAISE THE BLUE POTION TO YOUR LIPS AND TAKE A SWALLOW...
YOU RAISE THE GRAY POTION TO YOUR LIPS AND TAKE A SWALLOW...
YOU RAISE THE GREEN POTION TO YOUR LIPS AND TAKE A SWALLOW...
THE WATER QUENCHES YOUR THIRST.
YOU TRY TO CLIMB THE HUGE CONIFER BUT LACKING PROPER HAND AND FOOT-HOLDS YOU
TUMBLE UNCEREMONIOUSLY TO THE GROUND WITH A THUMP!
YOU TRY TO CLIMB THE TALL STATUE BUT LACKING PROPER HAND AND FOOT-HOLDS YOU
THAT WASN'T THE BRIGHTEST MOVE YOU EVER MADE! THE SNAKE PROMPTLY SINKS HIS
FANGS INTO YOUR QUIVERING FLESH! ALL GOES DARK... YOU HAVE DIED.
YOU PICK A DIRECTION AT RANDOM...
YOU CAN'T GO THAT WAY.
SORRY... I CAN'T CARRY ANYTHING ELSE.
YOU WILL HAVE TO BE MORE SPECIFIC ABOUT WHICH
YOU MEAN.
TAKEN.
YOU ALREADY HAVE IT.
IT DOESN'T SEEM TO BE HERE.
YOU DON'T HAVE IT.
DROPPED.
YOU ARE EMPTY HANDED.
YOU ARE CARRYING...
YOU EITHER DON'T HAVE IT OR CAN'T SEE IT HERE.
AREN'T YOU MISSING SOMETHING?
THE STAIRS SUDDENLY GIVE WAY! MUST HAVE BEEN THE ADDED WEIGHT. YOU FALL
HEAVILY TO THE FLOOR FAR BELOW. ALL GOES DARK... YOU HAVE DIED.
┴┴┴┴┴┴┴┴┴┴╚╚╚╚╚╚!!
WHEE! AREN'T WE HAVING FUN?!
YOU START TO GET INTO THE NEWLY DUG GRAVE BUT YOUR BETTER SENSE STOPS YOU.
ARE YOU SURE YOU WANT TO DO THAT?
AS SOON AS YOU ENTER THE GRAVE A PILE OF DIRT FOLLOWS. YOUR LAST GLIMPSE IS
OF A FIGURE IN A BLACK ROBE. ALL GOES DARK... YOU HAVE DIED.
YOU YAWN AND LAY DOWN FOR A NAP. TOO BAD IT'S GOING TO BE YOUR LAST. THE MIST
CLOSES IN. ALL GOES DARK... YOU HAVE DIED.
THE MIRROR FITS NEATLY IN THE SMALL DEPRESSION.
THERE'S JUST ENOUGH ROOM FOR IT ON THE SMALL SHELF.
YOU QUICKLY CLEAR AWAY THE SAND TO FIND AN OLD BOARD COVERING AN ANCIENT STAIR- WAY. YOU MOVE THE BOARD OUT OF THE WAY.
YOU GRAB THE STONE CROWN AND TURN IT ON THE STATUE'S HEAD. YOU HEAR A RUMBLING NOISE IN THE DISTANCE...
THERE ARE THREE POINTERS HERE. PLEASE BE MORE SPECIFIC.
YOU MOVE THE IRON POINTER TO THE SUNRISE SYMBOL...
YOU MOVE THE IRON POINTER TO THE MIDDAY SYMBOL...
YOU MOVE THE IRON POINTER TO THE SUNSET SYMBOL...
YOU MOVE THE COPPER POINTER TO THE SUNRISE SYMBOL...
YOU MOVE THE COPPER POINTER TO THE MIDDAY SYMBOL...
YOU MOVE THE COPPER POINTER TO THE SUNSET SYMBOL...
YOU MOVE THE BRONZE POINTER TO THE SUNRISE SYMBOL...
YOU MOVE THE BRONZE POINTER TO THE MIDDAY SYMBOL...
YOU MOVE THE BRONZE POINTER TO THE SUNSET SYMBOL...
YOU SET THE JADE LEVER TO ITS UPPERMOST LIMIT...
YOU SET THE JADE LEVER TO ITS LOWEST LIMIT...
YOU SET THE JADE LEVER TO ITS MIDDLE POSITION...
YOU SET THE ONYX LEVER TO ITS MIDDLE POSITION...
YOU SET THE ONYX LEVER TO ITS UPPERMOST LIMIT...
YOU SET THE ONYX LEVER TO ITS LOWEST LIMIT...
YOU SET THE RUBY LEVER TO ITS LOWEST LIMIT...
YOU SET THE RUBY LEVER TO ITS UPPERMOST LIMIT...
YOU SET THE RUBY LEVER TO ITS MIDDLE POSITION...
THE SMALL MIRROR FITS NEATLY IN THE NORTH DEPRESSION.
THE SMALL MIRROR FITS NEATLY IN THE SOUTH DEPRESSION.
THE SMALL MIRROR FITS NEATLY IN THE EAST DEPRESSION.
THE SMALL MIRROR FITS NEATLY IN THE WEST DEPRESSION.
LEDGE IS JUST A BIT NARROW SO YOU HAVE TO HOLD ON TO THE LAMP TO KEEP
IT FROM FALLING OFF.
THE ROPE BECOMES TAUT AS YOU BEGIN TO TURN THE WHEEL. A DOZEN OR SO TURNS LATERYOU CAN BARELY BUDGE THE WHEEL.
YOU MANAGE TO FIT THE IRON ROD INTO THE HOLE BEHIND THE WOODEN WHEEL.
YOU GRAB THE GOLDEN THRONE AND PULL WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT. YOU MOVE THE THRONE JUST ENOUGH TO REVEAL AN EXIT EAST.
YOU TIE ONE END OF THE MANILA ROPE TO THE PILLAR. AS YOU DROP THE ROPE ITS FREE END FALLS INTO THE DARK OPENING TO THE WEST.
IT SEEMS STUCK. YOU GRAB THE IRON RING WITH BOTH HANDS AND PULL HARD. WITH A LOUD SCRAPING NOISE THE HIDDEN DOOR OPENS.
YOU TRY IT ON AND SURPRISINGLY IT FITS RATHER WELL.
YOU LEAP INTO THE AIR WITH A BOUND! ╫OW! AREN'T WE HAVING FUN!
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
YOU RISE FROM THE GROUND FEELING AN ENORMOUS RUSH OF POWER!
YOU HEAR A HIGH-PITCHED WHINE AND THE AMULET GLOWS WITH A LIGHT THAT CAN BE SEEN THROUGH YOUR CLENCHED FIST.
THE LAMP IS SOMEWHAT DIMMER...
THE LAMP IS NOTICABLY DIMMER...
THE LAMP IS OUT. HOPE YOU HAVE ANOTHER LIGHT SOURCE.
YOU HEAR A LOUD CRASH SOMEWHERE CLOSE BY...
THE MATCH HAS GONE OUT.
THE WHITE CANDLE IS QUITE LOW AND FLICKERING...
THE WHITE CANDLE HAS BURNED OUT. HOPE YOU HAVE ANOTHER LIGHT SOURCE.
THE BLACK CANDLE IS QUITE LOW AND FLICKERING...
THE BLACK CANDLE HAS BURNED OUT. HOPE YOU HAVE ANOTHER LIGHT SOURCE.
IT'S BITTER AND MAKES YOU SNEEZE.
ALL OF A SUDDEN THE SYMBOLS LOOK DIFFERENT...
HMMM... NOT MUCH FLAVOR. YOU FIND THAT YOU'RE NOT THE LEAST BIT TIRED.
YOU CHOKE AND CLUTCH YOUR THROAT. ╨╧╔╙╧╬! YOU FALL TO THE FLOOR IN AGONY.
I THINK THAT'S ALREADY BEEN DONE.
A HIDDEN DOORWAY IN THE SOUTH WALL SPRINGS OPEN...
IT DOESN'T DO MUCH OF ANYTHING...
THE LIGHT FROM YOUR LAMP SHINES ON THE SMALL MIRROR AND IS REFLECTED ONTO THE
WEST WALL. LOOKING CLOSELY YOU DISCOVER A SMALL LEVER PREVIOUSLY HIDDEN FROM
VIEW. YOU PULL THE LEVER AND A STONE PANEL SLIDES AWAY TO REVEAL AN EXIT WEST.
YOU TRY TO TURN THE WHEEL MORE BUT YOU CAN'T BUDGE IT.
THE ROD PREVENTS YOU FROM TURNING THE WHEEL.
NOTHING SEEMS TO HAPPEN...
AN OPENING TO THE SOUTH HAS BEEN MADE IN THE ROCK WALL.
THE TINGLING FADES. YOU SLOWLY REGAIN CONSCIOUSNESS AND RISE FROM THE SOFT
PALLET. WIPING THE SLEEP FROM YOUR EYES YOU SURVEY THE SURROUNDINGS...
THERE'S NOTHING HERE TO TAKE.
YOU ARE EMPTY HANDED.
THAT DOESN'T SOUND RIGHT...
THERE WERE TOO MANY WORDS IN THAT SENTENCE.
ARE YOU SURE THAT'S THE RIGHT WORD TO DESCRIBE THE '
THE LAMP IS LIT.
IT IS ALREADY ON.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND THAT STATEMENT.
THE LAMP IS OUT.
YOU DON'T HAVE ANYTHING TO LIGHT.
IT IS ALREADY LIT.
THE FLAME FROM THE BLACK CANDLE SHINES BRIGHTLY.
THE FLAME FROM THE WHITE CANDLE SHINES BRIGHTLY.
PLEASE CHECK TO SEE IF YOU HAVE THE CORRECT OBJECT AND/OR THE PROPER METHOD
OF LIGHTING IT.
ONE OF THE MATCHES STARTS TO BURN...
THERE AREN'T ANY MATCHES LEFT.
YOU ALREADY HAVE A MATCH BURNING.
THE WHITE CANDLE IS LIT.
THE BLACK CANDLE IS LIT
FUNNY... NOTHING SEEMS TO HAPPEN.
THE CANDLE IS LIT.
SPARE SPARE
AS SOON AS YOU FINISH SPEAKING YOUR LEGS BUCKLE AND YOU SINK TO THE GROUND. AFTER A MOMENT YOU SPIT THE DIRT FROM YOUR MOUTH AND LOOK AROUND THE ARENA.
WITH A START YOU RECOGNIZE YOUR OWN BODY SLUMPED IN A HEAP NOT FAR AWAY. A CRY OF FEAR WRENCHES YOUR ATTENTION AWAY FROM YOUR OWN PLIGHT AND TOWARD THE
PEOPLE OF THE CITY. INVADER GUARDS ARE SWAGGERING TOWARD THEIR FRIGHTENED CAPTIVES... MACHETES GLEAMING IN THE LIGHT!
CLENCHING THE MACHETE IN A VISE-LIKE GRIP YOU RISE FROM THE GROUND! THE CLOSEST INVADER DIES ALMOST INSTANTLY!
WITH A BLOODCURDLING YELL YOU ATTACK THE INVADER RANKS. YET ANOTHER FALLS VICTIM TO YOUR MACHETE.
YOU ARE STARTING TO FEEL WEAK. A GLANCE AT YOUR(?) BODY TELLS YOU THAT YOU DON'T HAVE VERY LONG. THE WOUNDS ARE DEEP AND ALL TOO REAL.
THE PEOPLE ARE STARTING TO BREAK THROUGH THE INVADER RANKS! EVEN OLD MEN AND CHILDREN ARE FALLING ON THE HATED ENEMY!
A RICKETY STAIRCASE LEADS DOWN INTO DARKNESS.
YOU FEEL SOMETHING HARD AND COLD IN YOUR FINGERS. YOU WITHDRAW YOUR HAND AND THE OBJECT FALLS TO THE FLOOR.
YOU HEAR A STRANGE HISSING SOUND. SUDDENLY YOU ARE SURROUNDED BY A SINISTER GREEN HAZE. '╨╧╔╙╧╬ ╟┴╙!' YOU STAGGER BRIEFLY THEN FALL...
A MAGICAL TRANSFORMATION CAUSES THE STATUE TO UNITE WITH THE PEDESTAL.
A VOICE IN YOUR MIND SAYS... 'YOU MAY NOW ENTER THE FORBIDDEN PASSAGE...'
WITH THE ADDED LIGHT FROM THE OIL LAMPS YOU CAN SEE AN OPENING TO THE WEST.
THE ROPE IS TIED TO THE PILLAR WITH ITS FREE END HANGING DOWN TO THE WEST.
THERE IS A ROPE HANGING DOWN THE WALL TO THE EAST.
A DOOR HAS BEEN OPENED IN THE SOUTH WALL REVEALING A SMALL CHAMBER.
THE THRONE HAS BEEN MOVED AWAY FROM THE WALL REVEALING AN EXIT EAST.
A STONE PANEL HAS BEEN SLID AWAY TO REVEAL AN EXIT TO THE WEST.
THE TRAPDOOR HAS BEEN OPENED SHOWING A RICKETY STAIRWAY DOWN.
AN INVISIBLE FORCE PREVENTS YOU FROM GOING THAT WAY.
THE MARBLE STATUE HAS BECOME UNITED WITH THE MARBLE PEDESTAL.
THE IRON POINTER HAS BEEN TURNED TO
THE COPPER POINTER HAS BEEN TURNED TO
THE BRONZE POINTER HAS BEEN TURNED TO
THE IRON POINTER HASN'T BEEN TURNED ANYWHERE IN PARTICULAR.
THE COPPER POINTER HASN'T BEEN TURNED ANYWHERE IN PARTICULAR.
THE BRONZE POINTER HASN'T BEEN TURNED ANYWHERE IN PARTICULAR.
THE JADE LEVER HAS SET TO THE
THE JADE LEVER HAS BEEN SET TO THE
THE ONYX LEVER HAS BEEN SET TO THE
THE RUBY LEVER HAS BEEN SET TO THE
THE JADE LEVER HASN'T BEEN SET TO ANY PARTICULAR POSITION.
THE ONYX LEVER HASN'T BEEN SET TO ANY PARTICULAR POSITION.
THE RUBY LEVER HASN'T BEEN SET TO ANY PARTICULAR POSITION.
A SOFT BUT INSISTENT VOICE IN YOUR MIND DRONES OVER AND OVER... 'YOU HAVE NOT THE OBJECT NEEDED TO CONTINUE.'
YOU SWIM DREAMILY TOWARD THE LIGHT. AFTER A LONG WHILE YOU REACH THE SURFACE AND CRAWL ONTO THE SHORE. 'THE BOTTOMLESS POOL...' YOU MUTTER.
YOUR STRENGTH HAS ALMOST COMPLETELY RETURNED AND YOU STAND UP TO LOOK AROUND.
PUT IN ╙┴╓┼ DISKETTE AND PRESS ANY KEY.
PLEASE RE-INSERT GAME DISK THEN PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE.
I CAN'T FIND THAT PARTICULAR SAVE. TRY ANOTHER?
A DARK FIGURE APPEARS BESIDE YOU. SHAKING HIS HEAD HE SAYS... 'YOU MUST DO BETTER THAN THIS! GO BACK. RETURN...
THERE IS AN OPEN DOORWAY TO THE WEST.
THE GATE HAS BEEN LIFTED. YOU MAY CONTINUE WEST FROM HERE.
THE GATE HAS BEEN LIFTED. YOU MAY CONTINUE EAST FROM HERE.
THE ROPE HAS BEEN WOUND AROUND THE HUB OF THE WHEEL. AN IRON ROD IS IN PLACE PREVENTING THE WHEEL FROM TURNING.
A MAGICAL TRANSFORMATION CAUSES THE STATUE TO UNITE WITH THE PEDESTAL...
A VOICE IN YOUR MIND SAYS... 'YOU MAY NOW ENTER THE FORBIDDEN PASSAGE...'
YOU ARE IN A DARK PLACE. EVERYTHING IS PITCH BLACK.
YOU HAVE SOMEHOW TRADED PLACES WITH THE ╦ING. YOU STILL TASTE THE DIRT IN YOUR MOUTH AND THE WOUNDS IN YOUR(?) BODY ARE ALL TOO REAL.
(PROVIDING LIGHT)
(BEING WORN)
PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE...
ALL GOES DARK... YOU HAVE DIED.
THE FLAT ROCK LID CLOSES BEHIND YOU...
IT IS MUCH TOO DARK TO SEE ANYTHING...
I CAN'T FIND THAT PARTICULAR SAVE. TRY ANOTHER?
PLEASE INSERT SAVE DISK THEN PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE...
PLEASE INSERT GAME DISK THEN PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE...
THE SMALL MIRROR STARTS TO SHIMMER THEN ABRUPTLY VANISHES WITHOUT A TRACE.
I DON'T THINK THAT WILL HELP... IT'S BURNT OUT.
FUNNY... YOU AIM THE LAMP TOWARD THE MIRROR BUT NOTHING SEEMS TO HAPPEN.
YOU STRUGGLE BRIEFLY BUT FIND THAT IT IS FASTENED SECURELY.
YOU GRAB A HANDFUL OF THE FINE SAND BUT IT SOON TRICKLES THROUGH YOUR FINGERS.
YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING. IT MUST WEIGH A TON!
YOU EXAMINE THE TABLECLOTH BUT DECIDE AGAINST TAKING IT WITH YOU.
YOU STRUGGLE BRIEFLY BUT ONLY MANAGE TO SLOSH SOME WATER AROUND.
YOU CAN'T IT'S ATTACHED SECURELY TO THE SOUTH WALL.
YOU LIFT WITH ALL YOUR MIGHT BUT CAN'T BUDGE THE MARBLE PEDESTAL.
YOU CAN'T. IT'S MUCH TOO BIG.
YOU CAN'T. THEY'RE A PART OF THE DISK.
YOU GIVE AN EXPERIMENTAL TUG AT THE HUGE GATE AND FIND IT TO BE IMMOVABLE.
YOU CAN'T. EACH LEVER IS SOLIDLY ATTACHED.
YOU ROTATE THE WHEEL BACK AND FORTH BUT FIND THAT IT IS SECURELY ATTACHED.
YEAH... SURE. AND JUST WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN SMOKING?
IT'S EITHER NOT HERE OR AN ITEM YOU CAN'T TAKE FROM HERE.
THE INVADERS STOP IN THEIR TRACKS. TURNING SLOWLY THEY ARE STARTLED TO SEE YOU STANDING UP. OVERCOMING THEIR FEAR THEY QUICKLY HACK YOUR BODY TO BITS.
