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Grueslayer
| Outskirts of Las Vegas
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Score: -100
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Moves: -100
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> Decline.
You politely decline the offer. The Italian man shrugs and rolls up his window, and the car drives on. You continue down the road.
Five hours later, no more cars have passed you, and you're positivley exhausted. You don't seem to have gotten any nearer to the city, and the bright lights, contrasting with the darkness, are starting to blind you.
It's then that you trip over a stone. The torch flies out of your hand and goes out. You try to get up, but you're too...damn...tired...and this sand...is so nice and soft...
You fucking fall asleep. In a semi-desert next to a highway. In the dark.
> Guess I am pathetic.
The truth is embraced at last. Anyway, guess what finds you and views you as a tasty midnight snack.
*** You, the mighty Grueslayer, have won ***
> What? I won?!
Oops, sorry, my mistake. Got the wrong banner... ah, here we go:
*** You, the mighty Grueslayer, have died ***
Would you like to start over, restore a saved position, or end this session of Grueslayer? (Type RESTART, RESTORE, or QUIT):
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