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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] It would be foolish to take on a whole Grand Hunt of devils. Escape is your only option. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure description | - […] "Trash!" he bellows. "Trash!"
The devils swarm over you, upend you, search you for valuables, scourge and blind you and fill your ears with madness. Lastly, they reinsert your soul. […] They hold you while you scream, faces wise and blissful.
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| Success description | - You crash through a tumble of grasping subterranean briars, […] hurl yourself into a torrent of black water that roars below! The sound of the pursuit is lost. The icy roar overwhelms you. Everything fades.
You open your eyes.
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| Failure summary | - You're caught in the midst of the Grand Hunt. The devils are very angry that you've sold them "damaged goods." They strip you of valuables and re-insert your stained soul in an excruciating and lethal manner.
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| Description | - It would be foolish to take on a whole Grand Hunt of devils. Escape is your only option.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] It would be foolish to take on a whole Grand Hunt of devils. Escape is your only option. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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