Zork
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Unfortunately, soiling yourself does not save you from the wrath of the Wizzard, and the room turns pitch black. In an instant, you have lost consciousness.
The heavy wooden door opens once again and the Wizzard enters into the room. You try to swim away, but an enormous glass barrier obstructs your escape route. You feel a strange pressure in your lower chest.
Your liver explodes.
It appears that the last blow was too much for you. I'm afraid that you are dead. As you take your last breath, you feel relieved of your burdens. The feeling passes as you find yourself before the gates of Hell, where the spirits jeer at you and deny you entry. Your senses are disturbed. The objects in the dungeon appear indistinct, bleached of color, even unreal.
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