Hey!
"Calling out, you've got a transmitter..."
You call out "Hey! What am I doing in here???" A guard promptly appears and tells you that you were caught trying to invade the realm, and are here awaiting trial. He finishes with "Now be quiet and don't cause any trouble." Guess you have to
rot after all.
Thou mayest leave a message here which will get to the lord
of this realm, via
e-mail.
You get an odd thought as you stand here: "This is all somehow related to
or provided by Geocities."