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You descend the stairway with as much dignity as you can muster. The dancers continue as if your appearance were the most natural thing in the world. The old man gets to his feet and waves a regal hand.

‘Welcome friends. Welcome!’ he says. ‘Your arrival is most timely. The banquet is about to begin. Pray tell me your names.’ His mad, red-rimmed eyes glint dangerously.

If you wish to continue with your bluff, turn to 76.

If you wish to make a run for it, turn to 296.