bmz598 DannyH The door is heavy and the hinge is stiff but with some effort you manage to heave it open. Peering into the space below you can see a flight of stone steps down to what looks like a tunnel, lit by flickering flame. Taking your life in your hands, you tiptoe cautiously down. Rows of flaming torches line the walls of the tunnel which snakes away from you. You jump as the trapdoor slams shut behind you. You rush back up the stairs and press your shoulder against the trapdoor but it will not budge. Is someone outside playing a cruel trick? Or is some sinister force at work? Either way, all you can do is go forward down the tunnel, hoping some form of salvation can be found on the other side. The twists and turns of the tunnel leave you disorientated as you walk for what seems like hours. You think many times of turning back but somehow it is more terrifying to return than to go on. Just as you feel that one more turn in the tunnel’s progress would send you out of your mind, you come up against a set of stone steps, exactly the same as the ones you entered by. You say a silent prayer before trying the trapdoor at the top of the stairs but to your joy and relief it opens easily and you find yourself back out in the daylight at: bmz721 020113 ... . . 020113 ... Whitechocolatewalrus I knew I hated trapdoors. 031122 ... young pretender dammit cheating didn't work this time 040123 ... ambermoon ahhhhhh iv got to get out of here 090426 what's it to you? who go blather from