Week Twenty One


You are standing on a dirt path beside a rushing river. To the south, the path leads to the gate of a small village that you recognize as your home. To the north, the path leads to the mouth of a dark cavern.

Enter the Cavern
Return to the Village
Jump in the River

You are standing at the cavern entrance. Just to the south is a brightly lit dirt path leading out of the cave. You cannot see more than a few feet ahead of you into the cave but you notice a set of footprints leading into the cave that seem to be made by high-heeled pumps. You notice a gleaming sword partially buried in the dirt.

Exit the Cavern
Head to the cavern depths
Pick up the Sword

As you return to the village, you are reminded why you never ventured past the gates before this day: you're a coward. Your short adventure was enough excitement to last a lifetime and you spend the rest of your mundane days at home in peace.

THE END

As water fills your lungs, you remember that you never learned how to swim. Mercifully, you lose consciousness before a shoal of piranhas devours your flesh.

THE END

Your vision is consumed by pitch darkness.

As your eyes adjust to the darkness, you notice a thin wire a few feet in front of your face. Beyond the wire, the cave continues to the north.

Return to the Cavern entrance
Move forward blindly
Move forward
Duck and crawl forward

As you procede, your torso catches a wire bolted at one end to the western cave wall and on the opposite end to an angry cache of dynamite. As the explosives ignite, you catch a strobed glimpse of a beautiful young woman wearing a golden crown, jeweled pumps and a mysterious smirk. Your final thought as your skull is struck by falling rubble is that those shoes seem quite impractical for spelunking.

THE END

Your sword catches a wire bolted at one end to the western cave wall and on the opposite end to an angry cache of dynamite. As the explosives ignite, you catch a strobed glimpse of a young woman wearing a golden crown, jeweled pumps and a mysterious smirk. Your final thought as your skull is struck by falling rubble is that those shoes seem quite impractical for spelunking.

THE END

The path opens up to a small clearing, approximately thirty meters in diameter. At the back of the clearing, a young woman is crouched in an athletic stance. She is wearing a golden crown, an expensive looking dress and jeweled pumps. Her right hand hovers steadily at her hip where a small dagger hangs from a leather sheath. Her unblinking eyes are fixated on you.

Walk back to the cavern depths
Crawl back to the cavern depths

As you drop to a prone position, the woman dashes forward brandishing the dagger. You are helpless to defend yourself as she plunges the cold metal between your shoulder blades. As your vision clouds, you can't help but admire the craftsmanship of her shoes which are even more magnificent up close. Could Joe Shoemaker down the street have produced footwear this fine? You doubt it.

THE END

You clumsily swing your sword through the empty air. In a split second, the woman dashes forward brandishing the dagger. You are helpless to defend yourself as she expertly plunges the cold metal deep into your belly. You drop slowly to the ground and as your vision clouds you can't help but admire the craftsmanship of her shoes which are even more magnificent up close. Could Joe Shoemaker down the street have produced footwear this fine? You doubt it.

THE END

Suddenly, the woman sprints toward you, brandishing the dagger.

Walk back to the cavern depths
Crawl back to the cavern depths

You are helpless to defend yourself as the woman expertly plunges the cold metal deep into your belly. You drop slowly to the ground and as your vision clouds you can't help but admire the craftsmanship of her shoes which are even more magnificent up close. Could Joe Shoemaker down the street have produced footwear this fine? You doubt it.

THE END

Suddenly, the woman sprints toward you, brandishing the dagger.

You squeeze your eyes shut and swing your sword in a wild arc.

Open your eyes

As you open your eyes, you look down to see the woman lying unmoving at your feet in a pool of ichor. The dress and shoes are ruined, but her golden crown is unstained.

Walk to the cavern depths
Crawl to the cavern depths
Take the crown

As you walk forward, your torso catches a wire bolted at one end to the western cave wall and on the opposite end to an angry cache of dynamite. Are you shaky from your recent near-death experience? Perhaps you were never meant for adventure. Your final thought as your skull is struck by falling rubble is one of relief.

THE END

Your sword catches a wire bolted at one end to the western cave wall and on the opposite end to an angry cache of dynamite. Are you shaky from your recent near-death experience? Perhaps you were never meant for adventure. Your final thought as your skull is struck by falling rubble is one of relief.

THE END

Your vision is consumed by pitch darkness.

You notice a thin wire a few feet in front of your face. Beyond the wire, the cave continues to the north.

Return to the Cavern entrance
Move forward blindly
Move forward
Duck and crawl forward

You are standing at the cavern entrance. Just to the south is a brightly lit dirt path leading out of the cave. You cannot see more than a few feet ahead of you into the cave but you notice a set of footprints leading into the cave that seem to be made by high-heeled pumps.

Enter the Cavern
Return to the Village
Jump in the River