The Crooked Pass

You decide to take the wide pass. Clasiea gives the order, and the caravan moves out. As you walk, it begins to snow. The snow falls faster and thicker until you can't see more than a foot ahead. Suddenly you hear a rumble, starting out low and growing until it fills your ears. It's an avalanche! Snow falls in on your head, crushing you.

Suddenly, you remember the seashell Evend gave you at the beggining of your journey. You wrench it out of your pocket, and rub it vigourously. Time and space seem to lurch around you...

You are traveler number counter to get washed overboard.



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