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MESSAGE 1
   You don the Envirosuit and seal the helmet.                                    
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MESSAGE 2
   You unseal the helmet and remove the Envirosuit.                               
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MESSAGE 3
   You thumb the switch and a powerful beam of light illuminates the area.        
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MESSAGE 4
   You toggle the switch to turn the Perma-Charge off.                            
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MESSAGE 5
   You $VERB$ tunelessly for a few moments, then lose interest.                   
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MESSAGE 6
   You can't breathe the atmosphere here!  You'd better do something quick!       
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 7
   You are in a vacuum and you are not wearing your Envirosuit!  You are going    
   to die unless you do something quick!                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 8
   The lever disappears from beneath your hand and is once again parallel to the  
   floor.  You notice this curious fact only for an instant, as you realize that  
   the atmosphere seems to consist of some highly corrosive gas, which has just   
   eaten your lungs away!  Your adventure is at an end.  Better luck (or maybe    
   judgement) next time........                                                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 9
   The lever disappears from beneath your hand and is once again parallel to the  
   floor.  Nothing seems to have happened.  You briefly consider the possibility  
   that the portal is now non-functional, but discard that notion due to the      
   continued secrecy concerning the artifact.  Disappointed, you turn to exit the
   booth.                                                                         
                                                                                  
   You freeze!  The large room has disappeared, replaced with a grey blankness!   
   Cautiously you move to the booth entrance and look out.  You still see nothing 
   but the greyness until you look down and see the sheer cliff extending down to 
   disappear into the haze.  It is clear that there is no way to get out of the   
   doorway, for the cliff begins less than a centimeter from the edge of the      
   exit.  And it doesn't look as though there is anywhere to go.                  
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 10
   The unbreathable gas has overcome you!  You gasp for a few more seconds, then  
   everything goes dark.....                                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 11
   You have suffocated!  You need to bring something to breathe next time.        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 12
   You can't breathe!  You'd better do something quickly!                         
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 13
   Your suit air-tester light (ATD) is a reassuring green.                        
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 14
   You suit air-tester light (ATD) is flashing red.                               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 15
   You are floating in interstellar void.  Nice going.  Since you don't have      
   any means of propulsion, you keep drifting for quite some time.  Six thousand  
   years later, you are pulled into the gravity well of a small planet.  You make 
   an attractive streak across the sky when you burn up in the atmosphere.  The   
   natives take the event as an omen, and ban the twirking of varnits on gatrh-   
   day.  You should feel ashamed.                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 16
   You are falling at an accelerating rate towards what you imagine to be the     
   surface of the planet, although you cannot see it.  Nothing happens for quite  
   some time, until you hit the surface.                                          
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 17
   You take a good grip on several of the bones of the alien skeleton, and manage 
   to shift it slightly.  It moves enough to bring an object into view.           
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 18
   You bend over and lift the rock, mumbling under your breath about bringing a   
   fork lift next time.                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 19
   You try to swim down, but you can't force yourself more than a foot below      
   the surface before you pop back up.                                            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 20
   You let go of the rock and promptly zoom to the surface.                       
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 21
   You let go of the rock and zoom up until you hit the ceiling.  You reflect a   
   moment, realizing that this is not the brightest moment of your life.  You feel
   a wetness spreading across your body and you find your suit has been sliced    
   open by the sharp rocks on the ceiling.  It takes about six minutes to drown.  
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 22
   You pick and browse among the items in the rubble, and come up with a crumbl-  
   ing pack.  The straps have torn ends, and match the similar ones on the alien  
   skeleton.  You come to the not unreasonable conclusion that this pack belonged 
   to the dead being.  The pack disintegrates as you lift it, and a rope falls    
   out.                                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 23
   You hear a voice coming from the panel.  It says "?".                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 24
   The panel speaks again. "??!"  It's a bit more insistent this time.            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 25
   A klaxon goes off in your ear, sending you a meter into the air, and making    
   you drop everything you were carrying.  The whole ship shakes.                 
                                                                                  
   After several seconds, you are forced to the floor by sudden acceleration.     
   After a bit, the g forces slack off, but remain much higher than you are used  
   to and you climb awkwardly to your feet.  You look out the now active view-    
   screen and see rapidly thinning atmosphere, which gradually turns to a star-   
   field.  Your hearing begins to return.                                         
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 26
   You jump back as a door silently opens.  Lights begin to glow within the       
   craft, but you can't see any details from here.                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 27
   You cautiously enter the small craft, through the double doors of the airlock, 
   You turn quickly as the doors quietly close you in.                            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 28
   You touch the device to the circle, and the double door hisses open.  You see  
   shrubbery outside.                                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 29
   You take a step forward, and as you fall into the star, you realize that your  
   first guess was correct!  It takes only a few seconds for you to burn to a     
   crisp.                                                                         
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 30
   You take a deep breath and scream as loud as you can.                          
                                                                                  
   "YOW.  AEIIEGH!  HIEEEEYAH!"                                                   
                                                                                  
   The alligator-thing leaps about six centimeters straight up in the air         
   (the best he can do), and disappears into the nether regions of the swamp.     
   You can hear splashing noises of the retreat for quite a while.                
                                                                                  
   You jump back in surprise as a small creature falls out the tree that the      
   alligator-thing was under.  It climbs to its feet in the muck, shakes itself   
   violently several times, turns around twice, and comes over to you and licks   
   your hand.                                                                     
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 31
   You touch the shape and the panel says "!".   The starfield moves rapidly, and 
   a spacecraft appears on the viewscreen.  It becomes larger, and then fills the 
   screen entirely.  You hear a subdued clanging noise, and the pulsing shape     
   dims and then disappears.  The double door of the airlock opens.               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 32
   It's just your ordinary, mysterious alien circle.                              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 33
   You manage to heave the rock far enough to squish the white thing!  You take a 
   look and shift your gaze to let your stomach settle down a bit.  There is white
   ick over quite bit of the surrounding area.                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 34
   The white thing advances nervously in your direction.                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 35
   The white thing starts waving sharp mandibles at you, and it begins to make    
   growling noises!                                                               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 36
   The White thing jumps on you and hacks and slashes you to the size pieces just 
   right for white thing mouths!                                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 37
   You touch the flashing shape.  Nothing happens for several minutes, then the   
   top of the box lifts up and folds away behind the box.  Within the box lies a  
   creature that looks amazingly like a large squirrel.  It would mass about      
   35 kilograms.                                                                  
                                                                                  
   You jump back in alarm as a whisker twitches!  The eyelids snap open and the   
   creature regards you with great interest.                                      
                                                                                  
   "You're back," it says.  Then with a closer look, "You aren't Merrivale, you're
   a new one!"                                                                    
                                                                                  
   It crawls out of the box, becoming more steady as it stretches.  It glances at 
   a bank of lights, turns to you and says, "Where's the Pilot?".  At your        
   puzzlement, the creature dashes from the room.  Through the doorway you can    
   see him opening the door across the hall and disappearing into the other room. 
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 38
   You find the newly-awakened being frantically studying the various instruments 
   in the control room.  He is chattering to himself in what is apparently his    
   native tongue.  He sounds upset.                                               
                                                                                  
   He turns to you and says, "We must get out now!  The orbit of this ship is so  
   low that there isn't much time!  I've been in deep-sleep much longer than I    
   should have, something must have happened to the Pilot."                       
                                                                                  
   He runs past you and disappears down the passageway.                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 39
   The being is closely examining the command panel, mumbling to himself.  He     
   looks up as you come in.                                                       
                                                                                  
   "I don't suppose you know how to run one of these things, do you?"             
                                                                                  
   At your negative response, he looks back at the panel and shrugs, then stabs   
   a digit at several of the shapes.  The small craft lurches, and through the    
   viewport you see the larger craft shrinking rapidly and finally disappearing.  
                                                                                  
   The creature turns to you and says, "My name is Daar Thercek.  At least that is
   as close to my name as Merrivale could come; he never learned to speak *my*    
   language.  Higher frequencies, you know.  We should know in a few moments if we
   will be able to slow down enough to avoid burning up in the atmosphere."       
                                                                                  
   He settles down to watch the panel.                                            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 40
   You feel the ship getting warmer and warmer, and the gravity starts            
   fluctuating wildly.  The ship's systems are starting to go!                    
                                                                                  
   The lights go out!                                                             
                                                                                  
   The ship begins tumbling out of control, and you are thrown about the          
   interior.  You lose conciousness and are battered to death as the ship is      
   consumed in a blazing entry into the planet's atmosphere.                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 41
   "I'm a passenger on that ship.  My, ummm, profession, you would call it, is a  
   collector of information.  My race is known for its curiosity.  I was in deep- 
   sleep waiting for the next destination."                                       
                                                                                  
   He looks at you.  "My profound thanks for being in the right place at the      
   right time."                                                                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 42
   Daar looks at you.  "Merrivale.  Yes, well he is another of your kind.  We met 
   quite some time ago on the forest planet.  He stayed for a while and I learned 
   many new things from him, including his language, since he could not make the  
   right sounds to speak mine.  After a time, he grew restless and left through   
   the Portal.  This was many of your years ago."                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 43
   Daar considers.  "He was on the ship when I went into deep-sleep."             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 44
   He looks at the device.  "This is from the ship.  The Pilot always carried     
   it.  It controls the doors of the shuttlecraft."                               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 45
   The command panel chirps several times, and Daar look anxiously at several of  
   the indicators.                                                                
                                                                                  
   "We made it!  We will be landing shortly at the last destination that was      
   programmed by the Pilot.  I haven't the expertise to change any of the co-     
   ordinates."                                                                    
                                                                                  
   Several minutes later you feel a slight jar as the craft grounds, and all the  
   systems shut down.  Daar opens a panel in one wall and removes an environmental
   suit much like your own, and procedes to put it on.                            
                                                                                  
   The double doors of the airlock open.                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 46
   Daar takes one look and says, "No thanks, I can't swim.  You'll have to do     
   this one on your own."  He proceeds to start looking around the room.          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 47
   Daar looks at the skeleton and says, "Yes, that is the Pilot.  It looks like   
   it has been dead quite some time."                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 48
   You can't see anything more than light reflecting from some small metallic     
   surface in the distance to the west (on the other side of the quicksand).      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 49
   You have sunk about three meters into the quicksand.  At this point, you lose  
   interest in following the process any further.                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 50
   You manage to force the battery into the almost too-small space.  The alien    
   device vibrates for a moment in your hand, and then is still.                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 51
   You pry the battery out of the end of the device.  The purple area gives a     
   weak flash, then colors fade from within the circles.                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 52
   The red-colored area on the alien device is pulsing at rate of once every four 
   seconds or so.                                                                 
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 53
   The red-colored area on the alien device is pulsing at rate of once every two  
   seconds or so.                                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 54
   The red-colored area on the alien device is pulsing about once a second.       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 55
   The red-colored area on the alien device is pulsing several times a second.    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 56
   The red-colored area on the alien device is blinking frantically.              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 57
   You try to force your way to the north through the high jungle-like plants,    
   and find that they won't budge.  Strange.  There seems to be a lot of static   
   electricity here, also.                                                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 58
   You start to move toward the north.  The device in your hand emits several     
   loud chirps. You hear a faint humming sound replying from the thick, high      
   shrubs to the north.  The shrubbery quivers a bit as the force field           
   disappears.  You push your way through to the north.                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 59
   Daar looks dubiously at the area to the west.                                  
                                                                                  
   "I think I'll pass on this one.  But you go right ahead."                      
                                                                                  
   He climbs onto a handy tree branch and waits.                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 60
   Odie looks to the west, climbs onto the one dry spot, turns around three       
   times, sits down, and watches you.                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 61
   Daar runs around and finds a long branch that can be broken off. He holds it   
   out for you to grab.  Fortunately, it is long enough.  After several minutes   
   of effort, you are back on the relatively safe edge of the quicksand.  You     
   watch the branch being sucked under the quicksand and feel lucky it isn't you. 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 62
   You look at the only large tree you can get to, and see that it is much too    
   small for you to climb.  All the large ones are out of reach.                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 63
   Daar grabs one end of the rope, climbs up the thin tree, crosses to a          
   larger one, ties the end securely to a large branch.  He then returns to the   
   ground and watches you with interest.                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 64
   You take a firm grip on the end of the rope, take a deep breath, and launch    
   yourself across the quicksand.  After a dizzying swing, you reach the opposite 
   side of the quicksand bog.                                                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 65
   You take a firm grip on the end of the rope, take a deep breath, and launch    
   yourself across the quicksand.  After a dizzying swing, you reach the opposite 
   side of the quicksand bog.                                                     
                                                                                  
   Daar excitedly jumps up and down several times, then runs up the tree and      
   reclaims the rope.  As he climbs down, he slips on one of the branches.  It    
   breaks off and hits Odie smartly on the head as it falls to the ground.   Daar 
   manages to keep himself from plummeting to certain injury, and returns to      
   safety.                                                                        
                                                                                  
   Odie rubs his head.                                                            
   Daar gives Odie an apologetic grin.                                            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 66
   You sit watching Odie splashing around the edges of the quicksand with his     
   big feet.                                                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 67
   Odie looks at you in disbelief, backs up and sits down firmly.  You guess he's 
   not going with you.                                                            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 68
   The gun makes a strangled buzzing noise, spits a few small sparks, and a cloud 
   of green smoke erupts from the barrel.  You decide not to rely on the Saturday 
   morning cartoon shows anymore.                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 69
   You press the fire button, but nothing happens.                                
   (Maybe if you put the power pack back in?)                                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 70
   You are surprised by a group of vaguely lizard-like beings, busily grabbing    
   everything in sight and stuffing the things into large boxes.  They freeze for 
   a moment and then make gobbling noises to each other.  Several of them start   
   towards you.                                                                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 71
   Several of the aliens coming towards you start to unfold large nets.  Guess    
   what they are for.                                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 72
   The lizard beings throw the nets over you!  You are caught!  They drag you     
   out to the center of the street dump you on the pavement.  A few minutes later 
   a hovercraft vehicle whooses down the way and you are loaded on board with the 
   rest of the booty.  A ten minute trip across the sand dunes gets you to a      
   spaceship, where you are hustled aboard and confined to a cage.                
                                                                                  
   You sit pondering your fate, and remember the words of Lt. Kosei:              
                                                                                  
   "A doorway to the stars, but who would use it?"                                
                                                                                  
   Who, indeed?  These beings don't seem to use it, else why the spaceship?  From 
   your observations thus far, these creatures seem to be scavengers, and not the 
   beings who made or even used the Portals.                                      
                                                                                  
   You have a lot of time to think before you are taken from your cage, carried   
   off the ship and installed in a much larger cage, where thousands of lizard    
   beings come to see you in the years to come.                                   
                                                                                  
   For you, the adventure is over.                                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 73
   You see the reptilian creatures milling around the door, unable to get in.     
   They are probably still making gobbling noises, but the door is soundproof,    
   and you hear nothing.  They are shaking their claws at you, and kicking the    
   door.                                                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 74
   You run though the doorway, with the lizards only a few paces behind you.      
   A transparent door glides across the entrance, stopping the reptiles.  You     
   watch nervously for a few minutes until you see that the door stays closed.    
                                                                                  
   You sit down to rest a few minutes.                                            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 75
   You look at the lizards banging on the door and decide now is not the time     
   to make a break for it.                                                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 76
   Another lizard being runs up from down the street, and jabbers at the rest,    
   amid much arm waving.  An argument seems to ensue for several minutes, then    
   one of the creatures kicks the door a last time, and they all depart to the    
   west.  You look through the door,  and down the block they are busily load-    
   ing the last of a stack of cartons on a hovercraft.                            
                                                                                  
   All the lizards pile on board the craft and it leaves violently enough to      
   dislodge one of the cartons.  The craft doesn't return to retrieve it, but     
   streaks off into the desert at a high rate of speed.                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 77
   You enter the room and a transparent door glides silently closed.              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 78
   You walk towards the transparent door, and it glides silently open.            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 79
   You hear a faint roaring sound from out in the desert.  You look out over the  
   sand-locked buildings and see a trail of light ascending the sky.  You pause   
   and give thought to what kind of being would prefer to avoid the challenge of  
   the Portals, and confine themselves to crawling between the stars in a metal   
   can, pawing through the discarded rubbish of another race.                     
                                                                                  
   You turn and enter the Portal.                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 80
   Daar looks at you and says, "I can't help you with that."                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 81
   Daar is so busy examining the surroundings that he doesn't hear you.           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 82
   Daar looks at you with a twinkle in his beady little eyes and remarks, "If I   
   told you everything, what kind of a challenge would your adventure be?"        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 83
   Odie looks blankly at you and replies, "Arf."                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 84
   Odie's reply is to turn around three times and take a nap.                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 85
   He rushes over and licks your hand.  (Ugh).                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 86
   Odie looks around, blinks several times, and a bluish spherical force field    
   materializes around him.                                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 87
   Odie hiccups several times, and the force field blinks out.                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 88
   You take a closer look at the flashlight.  It hasn't changed much from the     
   last time you looked.  It is presently turned on.  If you keep looking into the
   bright end like this, you'll burn out your eyeballs.                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 89
   You see a lot of random trash here.  If you were a fire marshall, you would    
   condemn this joint.                                                            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 90
   You pick up the trash.  It might come in handy if you want to wanted to make   
   your neighbors move (if you had any, that is).                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 91
   The lizards come to a sudden halt as you enter the Portal.  It seems that      
   they won't come near the thing.  They hiss and gobble in frustration, then     
   settle down to watch you.                                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 92
   A close look at the ice wall reveals a small opening near the bottom, where    
   the ice has not quite closed the gap to the floor.                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 93
   You shine the light into the opening.  The wall doesn't seem to be extremely   
   thick, but thick enough so that you couldn't kick it down.  There is what      
   looks to be a room on the other side, and you see a vague hint of a shape in   
   there, too far from the narrow opening to make out any details.                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 94
   There is a snowstorm in progress.  It doesn't prevent you from travel, but the 
   light is not very bright, as the sun is obscured.                              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 95
   The snowstorm has stopped.  There are still some snowflakes falling, but the   
   sun has come out.                                                              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 96
   You try to light the wood by focusing the solar rays on it with the contact    
   lens, but the sun is not bright enough.                                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 97
   You focus the rays of the sun on the wood, and after a few moments you see a   
   wisp of smoke, then it bursts into flame.                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 98
   The trash ignites and burns with a fierce heat, melting a part of the ice      
   wall.  The fire consumes the trash and the branch, leaving only a few ashes    
   on the floor.  There is now a much larger opening in the wall, big enough to   
   crawl through.                                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 99
   The rubbish won't ignite.  Maybe you need an actual flame to do the job.       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 100
   Here's a free clue: You'd better drop the stuff before you try to burn it.     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 101
   You and your companion set off to further explore the Universe, and to find    
   the Builders of the Portals.  You may also find Henry Merrivale, the elusive   
   star-adventurer who has preceeded you.  And maybe see Odie again!              
                                                                                  
   Good Luck!                                                                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 102
   You wander around in the ruins a bit, but find nothing interesting, so you     
   go back out into the street.                                                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 103
   There is absolutely nothing out there anyone could be interested in, unless    
   you crave flat, dusty, featureless, lifeless, and boring adventures.  And you  
   would end up right back here anyway.                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 104
   You survey the area again, before you step into the booth.  You remember what  
   this place reminds you of.  It resembles (although on a grander scale) all of  
   those temporary camps from which exploratory probes were made on some of your  
   expeditions on Earth.  You imagine they looked a lot like this after they were 
   abandoned.                                                                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 105
   The tree branch is not dry enough to burn.  Sorry.                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 106
   You see a burst of steam from the tree branch you are carrying.  The heat has  
   boiled the moisture from the wood!                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 107
   The rock hits the ice wall without doing any damage whatsoever.  You could     
   likely do this for the next three weeks without much in the way of results.    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 108
   You enter the pool.  It's deep enough so that your light doesn't reach bottom. 
   The rock has given you a more or less neutral bouyancy.  You could probably    
   go down now.                                                                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 109
   The door seems to be firmly attached to the rest of the building, and it       
   doesn't budge.                                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 110
   You take a closer look at the lens and decide that the scratches aren't all    
   that bad.  You could wear it (for whatever strange reason) for a short while.  
   You insert the lens in your eye.                                               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 111
   Daar looks at Odie and says, "Looks like a normal, warm-blooded mammal of a    
   type found on many planets."  He takes a closer look and says in a puzzled     
   tone "This one, however,....".  His voice trails off and his eyes glaze over   
   momentarily.  He blinks several times and continues, "seems more stupid than   
   most."                                                                         
                                                                                  
   Odie stops staring at Daar and resumes his wandering.                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 112
   He thinks for a moment.                                                        
                                                                                  
   "Probably harmless."                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 113
   There is not enough light here to set the branch on fire.                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 114
   The burning wood was extinguished by the lack of oxygen!                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 115
   "They are a great mystery to all of the life-forms I have talked to.  By       
   visiting many worlds, I have managed to make a few educated guesses based on   
   artifacts and legends."                                                        
                                                                                  
   "The Portal Builders were, or are, an ancient race that explored this galaxy   
   by means of the transmitters (if that is the way they work) alone.  There is   
   no evidence that they had spaceflight of any kind.  There aren't any clues to  
   indicate if they still exist, or where they may have come from.  I have had    
   the good fortune to talk with two Portal travellers other than Merrivale, and  
   the evidence seems to be that the Portals are not entirely random."            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 116
   You move the skeleton again.  It's a novel form of exercise, because that's    
   all it accomplishes.                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 117
   You search the rubble again, and find rubble.  Surprise!                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 118
   You lose conciousness as you slide beneath the surface of the quicksand.       
                                                                                  
   You are quite surprised to awaken some time later, on the edge of the quick-   
   sand.  Looking around, you find no apparent explanation for your survival.     
   Odie is sitting a short distance away regarding you with in a bored fashion.   
   Apparently this isn't as fun as watching you thrash about in the quicksand.    
   He yawns.                                                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 119
   You are not one of the galaxy's brightest stars, intellectually speaking.      
   Not content with escaping death by mysterious means, you actually walked right 
   into the quicksand again!  I give up.                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 120
   Daar looks at the markings, pulls a well-used book from within his suit, flips 
   through pages for a few moments, scratches his head, and says, "Well, I'm      
   not very well versed in this rare dialect, but it seems to say: 'The creature 
   that pulls the farming implement is not very fast, but the dirt can afford to  
   wait.'"                                                                        
                                                                                  
   He frowns.  "Does that mean anything to you?"                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 121
   You don't have a permit.                                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 122
   You startle a small lizard.  He sticks out his tongue at you, runs across the  
   ground, and with a flurry of loose dirt disappears to the east between two of  
   the larger examples of paperweights to be found in the area.                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 123
   You begin to dig, attacking the soft ground with vigor.  The alien shovel has a
   nice balance to it, and you make rapid progress.  In no time at all, you have  
   excavated a passage eastward between the two large rocks.                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 124
   You hear a scratching noise and look up to see the lizard staring at you from  
   the top of one of the boulders.  He sticks out his tongue, winks at you, and   
   vanishes from sight.                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 125
   This thing is a dirt shovel, not an ice shovel.                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 126
   The pebble opens three little eyes, glares at you, and scuttles out of reach.  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 127
   You better bring a forklift next time you're in these parts, because that's    
   what it's going to take to move this thing.                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 128
   It says:                                                                       
                                                                                  
   "(*%$$#)*&    (*%#&$#                                                          
       (^%!|+|+|                                                                  
   %@+&&%^%#-----                                                                 
      ."                                                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 129
   Wow! The largest sandbox you've ever seen!  You dig energetically for many     
   minutes without any visible result.  You get the idea that under all this      
   sand is a lot more sand.                                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 130
   Sorry, but something called $NAME$ doesn't seem to a prominant part of the     
   landscape.                                                                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 131
   Sorry, nobody here by that name.                                               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 132
   Nothing happens.                                                               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 133
   OK.                                                                            
                                                                                  
   Happy?                                                                         
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 134
   You're not allowed to dig without the proper implement.                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 135
   You can't stick things in your eye with your suit on.                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 136
   The contact lens is irritating your eye.                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 137
   Your eye has been irritated so much, you can't see anything with it!  You      
   better do something quick, before you fall into a Nexialist tiger-thing trap.  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 138
   You aren't going to be warned again!  We're not playing games, you know!!      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 139
   You are in excruciating pain!  You can't see anything!                         
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 140
   You can't remove the lens with your suit on!                                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 141
   You have really done it this time.  You're so blind that you couldn't even see 
   the danger!  Maybe you aren't really cut from the same cloth as Allen Quarter- 
   main after all.  You should get all your books from the Chartered Accountancy  
   section of the lending library from now on.                                    
                                                                                  
   By the way.....                                                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 142
   There are two ornaments.  One is at the nw corner, and is spherical, about     
   eight centimeters in diameter, and has a rough finish.  The other is at the    
   sw corner, but otherwise seems identical to the other.  They are mounted on    
   corner posts about forty centimeters high.                                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 143
   You turn the NW ornament.  There is a subdued click.                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 144
   You turn the SW ornament.  There is a subdued click.                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 145
   You see a floor of irregularly-shaped native flagstones.  They are fitted      
   together with great skill, but not with a lot of color sense.                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 146
   You examine the porch closely and see that it has a short wall surrounding it, 
   and two endposts at the northwest and southwest corners.  There are ornaments  
   on the posts.                                                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 147
   You hear a slight scraping sound from nearby.                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 148
   You push the flagstone and it yields to your effort, sinking flush with the    
   surface of the floor.  You wait apprehensively for several moments, but nothing
   happens.                                                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 149
   Which one?  The NW ornament, or the SW ornament?                               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 150
   You push tentatively at the closed door.  There is a sudden feeling of static  
   elctricity in the air, and you feel as if someone has hit your funny bone,     
   but all over your body.  It feels as if someone is walking through your brain. 
                                                                                  
   A voice says "Wait."                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 151
   You hear a throat being cleared and then: "OK, I think I've got it now.  Earth,
   bipeds, lots of water, right?"                                                 
                                                                                  
   There follows several more seconds of coughs and throat clearing.  Then, in a  
   loud booming voice:                                                            
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
   "I am the great and powerful OZ, and I am the guardian of the Sacred Mystic    
   Sword of the Ancients.  Many have tried to solve the Three Riddles and gain    
   entrance to the Sacred Shrine of Ar-Zuhlazni, but none have succeeded.  The    
   penalty for not answering the riddles correctly is a slow and lingering        
   death.  And I can do it, too."                                                 
                                                                                  
   There is a significant pause.                                                  
                                                                                  
   "Do you wish to try your luck? (You may address me as OZ)"                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 152
   You hear a throat being cleared and then: "OK, I think I've got it now.  Earth,
   bipeds, lots of water, right?"                                                 
                                                                                  
   There follows several more seconds of coughs and throat clearing.  Then, in a  
   loud booming voice:                                                            
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
   "I am the great and powerful OZ, and I am the guardian of the Sacred Mystic    
   Sword of the Ancients.  Many have tried to solve the Three Riddles and gain    
   entrance to the Sacred Shrine of Ar-Zuhlazni, but none have succeeded.  The    
   penalty for not answering the riddles correctly is a slow and lingering        
   death.  And I can do it, too."                                                 
                                                                                  
   There is a significant pause.                                                  
                                                                                  
   "Do you wish to......   Gosh, your dog has big feet!"                          
                                                                                  
   There is a moment's embarrassed silence, then the voice speaks again.          
                                                                                  
   "Sorry.  Do you wish to try your luck?  (You may address me as OZ)"            
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 153
   "OK, take a hike, then.  Someone else will be along in a millenium or so, and  
   THEY will get the Sacred Mystic Sword of the Ancients.  What a fool you'll     
   feel then, I'll tell you!"                                                     
                                                                                  
   The presence disappears.                                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 154
   The presence pops back.                                                        
                                                                                  
   "Changed your mind, eh?  Well, just to show I'm a reasonable presence, I'll    
   forgive you.  But don't kick my door again."                                   
                                                                                  
   "Now.... ready for the first Riddle?"                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 155
   "Huh?", says the presence, clearly startled. "Now, you don't want to be too    
   hasty and do something you'll regret.  There are a lot of advantages to        
   retaining bodily integrity, you know.  It won't count against you if you       
   change your mind and decide not to foolishly match your wits with mine.  I'll  
   give you another chance."                                                      
                                                                                  
   "Do you wish to attempt the Three Riddles?"                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 156
   You pick up the Mystical Sword.  Hmmm.  It isn't nearly as impressive now that 
   you see it up close.  In fact, it's rather plain and ordinary, as well as      
   being a good deal smaller than you were lead to believe.  To tell the truth,   
   it's only a knife.                                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 157
   Your brain starts hurting.                                                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 158
   You ARE desperate, aren't you?                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 159
   OK.                                                                            
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
   Think.  Think.  Think.                                                         
      Think.    Think.        Think.                                              
   Think.        Think.                                                           
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
   Nothing.                                                                       
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 160
   "Wait!"                                                                        
                                                                                  
   The invisible presence speaks as you start to leave the room.                  
                                                                                  
   "May I come with you?  I've been here forever, or so it seems.  And it's very  
   dull to hang around here waiting for what is generally a pretty low class of   
   creature to come in and try to get the treasure.  Now that there is no reason  
   to guard the Sacred Shrine, there is no reason for me to stay."                
                                                                                  
   "Please?"                                                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 161
   "Thank you, thank you!", the presence babbles. "You won't regret this, I       
   promise!"                                                                      
                                                                                  
   You sigh, remembering the last time someone told you that.                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 162
   You can almost feel the presence wilt and fade away.  After a few moments,     
   it is gone.  Way to go, creep.  You just lost 25 points.  Now how do you       
   feel?                                                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 163
   OZ takes close look at Odie.                                                   
                                                                                  
   "Hmmm, the animal seems to exist in more dimensions than the rest of you.  In  
   fact- ".  His voice trails off.                                                
                                                                                  
   "No.  No, I guess I was mistaken.  He looks pretty normal to me.  Relatively." 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 164
   OZ looks(?) at Daar.                                                           
                                                                                  
   "One of his kind tried for the Sacred Sword a long time ago.  He chickened out,
   like all the rest."                                                            
                                                                                  
   Daar huffs.                                                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 165
   "Sorry, I don't know anything about that.  I've led sort of a sheltered life." 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 166
   OZ speaks suddenly.                                                            
                                                                                  
   "I can't bring myself to return to that room.  I'll just wait here, and join   
   you when you return."                                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 167
   OZ greets you sadly.                                                           
                                                                                  
   "It seems I can't go through the Portal.  I'm going to journey around this     
   world, and see what I can learn.  Maybe I'll see you again if you return this  
   way."                                                                          
                                                                                  
   "Good luck.  It has been a pleasure to meet you."                              
                                                                                  
   OZ wanders off, unseen.  You return to your quest, a wiser and more confused   
   sapient.  And somewhat relieved.                                               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 168
                                                                                  
   From the other side of the room comes the sound of throat clearing.            
                                                                                  
   OZ speaks:                                                                     
                                                                                  
   "There is one little detail I forgot to mention, come to think of it.  You     
   also have to answer a riddle to get *out* of the Sacred Shrine."  You can      
   almost feel the smirk. "And I haven't forgotten this one."                     
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 169
   There is a long pause.  Then OZ speaks in a dejected voice.                    
                                                                                  
   "Hmmm.  This never happened before.  You are the first creature crazy enough   
   to actually want to try.  Actually, uh, well, you see, I've forgotten the      
   Three Riddles To Gain Entry to the Sacred Shrine.  I misplaced them five or    
   six thousand years ago.  I'm only an apprentice Guardian, you know.  I never   
   thought things would get this far."                                            
                                                                                  
   The voice brightens.  "Hold on, though!  It seems only fair to let you go in   
   anyway!   Nobody will know.  I haven't seen the followers of Ar-Zuhlazni in    
   twenty-three centuries.  If they were really interested in this place, they    
   would have dropped by before now, right?  So, I'll disconnected the alarms,    
   and make the door permeable to your type of matter!"                           
                                                                                  
   Something in the vicinity of the door clicks, and the door itself flickers.    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 170
   OZ speaks, "Here is the riddle:"                                               
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
   'What weeps tears without an eye, and makes everything visible and does not    
   see its own garment?  At the time when it approaches its death that which cuts 
   off its head revives it?'                                                      
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
   "OK, what's the answer?"                                                       
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 171
   "Congratulations, you've done it!  I'm really happy about this.  I have, in    
   the short time we have been associated, become rather fond of you.  You may    
   pass through the door now."                                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 172
   The stairs really do appear to be infinitely long, you know.  Perhaps you      
   should go back up.                                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 173
   You try to move the altar, and can't quite manage it by yourself.  Daar comes  
   over and lends a shoulder, and slowly the metal altar moves from its resting   
   place.  You have uncovered a passage leading down.                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 174
   This is getting you nowhere.  It is very evident that the stairs were not      
   finished, and therefore do not lead anywhere.                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 175
   I'm warning you!  This place would be littered with the bones of adventurers   
   that had not turned back, save for the fact that you are the first to make it  
   this far!  This thing has no end!!                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 176
   That's it!  I wash my hands of the whole affair.  If you want to wander around 
   down here for the rest of your life, that's your business!  I give up.         
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 177
   Hmm.  That's strange.  I could have sworn that the stairs hadn't been          
   finished.  That's one on me all right!  Tell you what: I'll give you 10 points 
   extra just to show that I'm not going to hold a grudge.                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 178
   They look pretty much like your generic shrubbery found on all your better     
   planets.                                                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 179
   You and Daar manage to move the metal altar back where you found it.           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 180
   That's not a complete sentence.                                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 181
   You see a collection of native stones, arranged to make a level surface for    
   the porch walkway.                                                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 182
   Daar thumbs through his translating notes again.                               
                                                                                  
   "Loosely speaking, you understand, it seems to translate to your word 'PULL'." 
                                                                                  
   He puts the book back in his pocket and looks at you expectantly.              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 183
   You pull the handle.  There is a loud popping noise and a large panel in the   
   wall beneath the recess opens.                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 184
   You pull the cap on the cylinder, and the auto-ignite sparks the flare into    
   brilliance.  Wow!  This thing is bright!                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 185
   You unscrew the fasteners.  The panel, hinged at the bottom, folds outward.    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 186
   You open the scissors.  Snick.                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 187
   You open the corkscrew.  Real useful, at the moment.                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 188
   You fold out the blade that opens bottles.  It has a flat on the end.          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 189
   You fold out the knife blade.  It's pretty sharp.                              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 190
   You close the knife.                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 191
   You'll have to close it first.  Only one feature at a time may be used.        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 192
   Daar looks at the knife.                                                       
                                                                                  
   "Yes, a common tool in most of the civilized parts of the galaxy.  Tools of    
   this type are almost always red in color, and the shield with the cross is     
   the logo of the planet where it was manufactured."                             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 193
   Hmmm.   There is a door to the east.  You could swear it wasn't here when      
   you passed this way earlier.  Unless you haven't been this way before.  In     
   that case, you notice there is a door to the east.  Take your pick.            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 194
   OZ speaks:                                                                     
                                                                                  
   "You cannot leave until you answer the question!"                              
                                                                                  
   "Do you wish to try the riddles?"                                              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 195
   Try as you might, you cannot move the altar, although it seems to rock a bit.  
   You obviously don't have the strength.  You pause for a moment to recover your 
   breath.                                                                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 196
   Daar raises one eyebrow and says, "He didn't ask *me* the riddle!"             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 197
   The door seems to be an integral part of the wall.  You don't see any hinges   
   or anything.                                                                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 198
   You don't need to $VERB$ anything in this game.                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 199
   You pull on the broken antenna, and a small part of it comes away in your      
   hand.                                                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 200
   A great way of relieving frustration, but it doesn't accomplish anything else. 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 201
   You are on a long, straight stairway.  You can go either up or down.           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 202
   You ask Daar about the message and he replies:                                 
                                                                                  
   "Hmm, pigeon Attakit.  Literally translated it means 'Having Been Being        
   Under Construction'."                                                          
                                                                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 203
   It's not real obvious what you want to use for such a strange action.  Maybe   
   if you specified a particular tool.....                                        
                                                                                  
   Have you always felt a compulsion to take things apart?                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 204
   You have just wandered into a maze of twisty little passages, all alike, except
   for the ones that are different.  You'll never get out of here!  HA, HA, HA,   
   HA, HA!                                                                        
                                                                                  
   Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist          
     Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist        
      Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist       
        Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist     
          Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist   
           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist  
          Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist   
        Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist     
      Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist       
    Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist         
   Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist          
     Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist        
      Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist       
        Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist           Twist     
                                                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 205
   A fake message.                                                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 206
   You drop the $NOUN$, and carefully count the seconds until you hear a          
   sound from the chasm.  You get to 12 before you hear a faint rattle.  So       
   much for the $NOUN$.                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 207
   This reminds you of one of those tours back on Earth (remember Earth  - where  
   you started from?), where the tour guide says "Now, just to show you how dark  
   it is in a cave, we're going to turn out all the lights."  Then all the idiots 
   sit around going "Oooooh, it's dark!".  You wonder how long you would last     
   here without your trusty Perma-Charge.                                         
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 208
   Just kidding.  No mazes here in the caverns.                                   
   [  A little Dungeon Master's joke  |-)  ]                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 209
   You are in the dark.  You can't even see your hand in front of your face.      
   Idly, you wonder how long it would take you to become acclimated to total      
   darkness.                                                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 210
   You are standing on the bridge (it feels like the bridge, anyway).  It's dark. 
   If there were any fireflies, you'd have seen them by now.  Idly, you whistle   
   a tune.                                                                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 211
   By golly, your eyes ARE becoming used to the darkness!  As you peer around in  
   the almost total absence of light, you become aware of a faint glow far below  
   you.                                                                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 212
   You turn off the light.                                                        
                                                                                  
   You're not going to be able to see very well without a light, you know.        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 213
   It's not very safe to move around without a light.  You'd better hang around   
   here.                                                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 214
   It's too dark!                                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 215
   It's a very faint glow, so faint that you wait a while to make sure that it    
   is really there.  After a while, you convince yourself that there *is* a very  
   dim light source, quite some distance down.                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 216
   You can't see any kind of a glow with the light on.                            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 217
   You toss it into the darkness and watch it as it plummets into the abyss.      
   As it tumbles down, it passes close to part of the western wall of the chasm,  
   briefly revealing an opening in the west wall far below the bridge (you have   
   excellent eyesight!).                                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 218
   The flare dims, sputters a few seconds, and goes out.                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 219
   You step smartly to the north of the bridge, and head for the bottom of the    
   chasm.  You have time to count to twelve before you concentrate on bouncing    
   off of various rocks.  You do this for a while, and then.......                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 220
   You walk to the position just south of the bridge, and immediately realize     
   you have made a tactical error.  You plummet into the darkness, wishing you    
   had listened to your mother.  She always told you to carry a parachute.        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 221
   OK, the rope is now tied to the bridge.  The bridge can't get away now!        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 222
   OK, you untie the rope.                                                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 223
   You swing around on the rope for awhile, but all you see is darkness.          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 224
   Daar follows you down the rope.                                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 225
   Incredibly, you see Odie follow you down (how does he _do_ that?).             
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 226
   You try that, and you'll probably bash your brains out on the chasm wall.      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 227
   You start to enter the Star Portal, but are interrupted by a bright light from 
   behind you.  You turn swiftly and are startled to find your companion, Odie,   
   glowing with a cold clear bluish light.  His shape distorts and grows in       
   several directions, becoming more indistinct as the seconds pass.  The figure  
   finally stabilizes(?) as a wavering, oval distortion with a severe case of the 
   sparklies.  You and Daar trade apprehensive looks.                             
                                                                                  
   "My friends," a warm voice says from the distortion.  "You have comported      
   yourselves with ingenuity and perseverance on this quest.  We have rarely found
   companions for the Game that were as pleasant as you."                         
                                                                                  
   "You see the final Star Portal in this sequence before you.  It will take you  
   to the next stage of the journey.  I wish you good fortune, and I hope you     
   will remember your old friend Odie.  Perhaps we will meet again, someday."     
                                                                                  
   The shape changes color to a light orange, and rapidly shrinks to nothingness. 
                                                                                  
   There is silence for a while.                                                  
                                                                                  
   Daar says, "I'll miss him.  He was good company."                              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 228
   With an exasperated expression, Odie growls and keeps you from stepping off    
   into the darkness.  Better listen to him.  It's a long way down, and you       
   wouldn't be coming back.                                                       
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 229
   You curse and mumble for four or five minutes, wishing you had paid a lot      
   more attention at the Basic Lockpicking for Adventurers classes.  Finally      
   you are rewarded by the snick of the lock tumblers.  You've done it!  The      
   door creaks a bit as it swings slowly open.                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 230
   You step towards the entrance to the Portal, and are greeted by a tingling     
   of a force field!  It prevents you from going into the Star Portal!            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 231
   You've already done that!                                                      
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 232
   You see a good-sized rock here.  It's the smallest rock you have seen on this  
   planet, it probably only weighs 15 kilos or so.  If you were feeling pretty    
   adventurous, you could possibly carry it around without actually dropping it   
   on your foot.                                                                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 233
   Uh-oh!  Your flashlight just went out!                                         
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 234
   Your flashlight is getting dim.  Just thought you'd like to know.              
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 235
   You see a rope tied to the bridge here.                                        
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 236
   It's tied to the bridge!                                                       
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 237
   It's an old-fashioned kind of lock, the kind that uses a key about 15 centi-   
   meters long.  It may be made of brass, judging from the color.                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 238
   It's generally accepted that it is not a good idea to try to climb a rope when 
   you are holding one end, and the rope isn't vertical.                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 239
   Yes, it's a door, all right.  Night school wasn't a waste, after all!          
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 240
   You'd better be *real* careful who you do that to, because it's very difficult 
   to figure out whose help you are going to need to get through this!            
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 241
   Descretion is the better part of valor.                                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 242
   I don't think you should do that to someone who isn't actually attacking you.  
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 243
   Hey, watch it!  You may have to borrow money for the telephone from someone    
   before this is all over.  You wouldn't want a silly little misunderstanding    
   about this to ruin your chances, would you?                                    
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 244
   Atentu!  Vi ne murdus vivajn estaj>ojn.                                        
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 245
   I should take away points for such an unfriendly thing, but I won't.  This is  
   *not* (with maybe a small, one-time only exception) one of those hack-and-     
   slash kind of things.                                                          
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 246
   Daar looks at you for a moment, looks heaven-ward, shakes his head and goes    
   back up the tree muttering something under his breath.  The only word that     
   you catch sounds vaguely like "meleagro"- something.                           
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 247
   Something is holding you back.                                                 
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 248
   It's locked.                                                                   
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 249
   With what?  Your bare hands?                                                   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 250
   It's not quite that simple.  You need to furnish more detail!                  
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE
