“Very well, I shall cast my spell.”

Stripey does a meditation thingy where she makes eyes shutted. Much humming and hooming is made. You are becoming annoyed filly when Stripey’s eyes snap open. Her face is clearly having the horror.

“Your future brings the world evil dread. Sadly, I must now make you dead.”

If you demand to know what happens, turn to page 32.
If you go toward door at running pace, turn to page 3.
If you say that it is she who must die to avert evil dread, turn to page 65.