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[1;34mHP:142 EP:165[0m[1;33m| [0m
An intersection(ne, nw, se, w and sw) <-- This room is only like 8 rooms to freedom lol
Shelob enters.
[1;34mHP:142 EP:165[0m[1;33m| [0m
A tunnel(ne and sw)
Shelob enters.
[1;34mHP:142 EP:165[0m[1;33m| [0m
An intersection(s, nw, sw and e)
Shelob enters.
[1;34mHP:142 EP:165[0m[1;33m| [0m
You miss Shelob.
Shelob [31msinks her fangs into[0m you.
Shelob misses you with her sharp claw.
Shelob [1;33mplunges deep into[0m you, [1;33mdrawing forth gouts of blood![0m
Shelob [31mpounds[0m you [31mwith her claw![0m
Your legs tire as they push through air as thick as treacle.
[1;34mHP:98 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0m
[35mAn eerie silence settles over the lair.[0m
A tunnel(w and e)
Shelob enters.
[1;34mHP:98 EP:167[0m[1;33m|
You miss Shelob.
Shelob [0m[1;31mchomps[0m you.
Shelob misses you with her sharp claw.
Shelob [1;36mblasts[0m you [1;36mwith a powerful blow![0m
Shelob [31mpounds[0m you [31mwith her claw![0m
Shelob [1;36mblasts[0m you [1;36mwith a powerful blow![0m
A tunnel(w and e)
Shelob enters.
[1;34mHP:38 EP:167[0m[1;33m|[0m
You can sense an unimaginable malice lurking in the depths.
A tunnel(w and e)
 A patch of mushrooms
Shelob enters.
[1;34mHP:38 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0m
You miss Shelob.
Shelob [1;35mgnaws[0m you.
Shelob [31mpounds[0m you [31mwith her claw![0m
A tunnel(se and w)
 A black, hairless rat
Shelob enters.
[1;34mHP:23 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0m
[1;34mHP:23 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0m   --23hp--
You are too busy to make an attack!
Shelob [31msinks her fangs into[0m you.
Shelob [1;35mslices[0m you [1;35mwith a blow from her leg.[0m
Shelob [31mpounds[0m you [31mwith her claw![0m
Shelob [33msnatches[0m you [33mwith a razor-edged claw.[0m
Shelob [1;36mblasts[0m you [1;36mwith a powerful blow![0m
Hairless rat misses you.
[1;34mHP:-8 EP:167[0m[1;33m|  -- only 31damage? crazy.. --
[0mA tunnel(nw and se)
 A rather big spider
Shelob enters.
[1;34mHP:-8 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0mDoubts and fears assail you, filling you with the desire to just give in.
[1;34mHP:-8 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0mDoubts and fears assail you, filling you with the desire to just give in.
[1;34mHP:-8 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0mYour legs tire as they push through air as thick as treacle.
[1;34mHP:-8 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0mDoubts and fears assail you, filling you with the desire to just give in.
[1;34mHP:-8 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0mThe atmosphere feels like it has turned to cotton wool.
[1;34mHP:-8 EP:167[0m[1;33m| [0mYou fall to the ground.
You are bleeding to death.
You are lifted up and bound in cords...
You are still unconscious.

------Shelobs mean, I lay there uncouncious a while she just stares and laugh-------
------------------------- Finally! ---------------------------------

HP:1 EP:161[1;33m|[0m[1;31mMOR[0m     Pain arcs through your body like a white-hot bolt as two huge fangs
stab into your abdomen; hideous hot, acidic saliva bubbling round the
wounds, and you suddenly feel as if you are falling, falling from a
terrible height, into the heart of grinding, poisonous blackness. Before
consciousness flees your screaming brain, you feel a terrible suction
inside you, accompanied by a horrific slurping sound. As the innards are
sucked from your convulsing body, your eyes close for the last time.
You leave Jakar's party.
You have died.

You have a strange feeling.
You can see your own lifeless body from above.

Shelob eats a bundle of webbing.  <-- Me :(
[1;33ml[0m
    This is the heart of Shelob's domain. Vast walls of grey granite
tower above you coated with thick drapings of spiderwebs which
swing softly in response to unseen vibrations. Mounds of slowly
decaying weapons and armour lie half uncovered amidst the
disgusting dark layers of blood, flesh, and soil which have
gradually formed to make a squelching floor of sorts. A stench
of rot and death pervades the dust filled air, and looking up
you see strange shapes hanging from the ceiling, bundled in
Shelob's spinnings. A thick strand of web reaches down from the
shadows above you, to almost touch the floor.
    The only obvious exit is north.
 Corpse of Ithilcalad   <-- Im ate yet my corpse remains? Hmm
 Shelob, spider of darkness {above you}  <-- Love, Hate Relationship