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<p>Six months after you arrived at DC1, the colony was faced with a major crisis. A heat wave was causing a drought that threatened to destroy the food supply. Crops were failing and the colony<ch.apos/>s artesian well, its only source of uncontaminated water, was beginning to dry up. The drought was also provoking more attacks from the city punks, who were desperate for food and water. Their common need had united them and now they posed a very real threat to the security of DC1.</p>
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+ <footnote id="equipmnt-1-foot" idref="equipmnt-1">
+ <p>If you have already completed the previous <cite>Freeway Warrior</cite> adventure in <bookref series="fw" book="01hh"><cite>Highway Holocaust</cite></bookref>, it is unclear whether you may replenish your supplies before starting this adventure or whether you can only carry over the supplies you carried at the end of the previous adventure. It seems reasonable that you would be able to restock your supplies while in Big Spring before setting off for El Paso.</p>
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- <p>Apart from your clothing, a number of useful items form your basic equipment. This comprises a Backpack and a belt on which hang your Ammo Pouch, Medi-kit, Water Canteen, and Hunting Knife. In addition to these items, you possess a <a idref="map">Map of Western Texas</a>, which you carry tucked inside your leather jacket.</p>
+ <p>Apart from your clothing, a number of useful items form your basic equipment. This comprises a Backpack and a belt on which hang your Ammo Pouch, Medi-kit, Water Canteen, and Hunting Knife. In addition to these items, you possess a <a idref="map">Map of Western Texas</a>, which you carry tucked inside your leather jacket.<footref id="equipmnt-1" idref="equipmnt-1-foot"/></p>
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<p>Throughout a long and moonless night, the colony loads up and manhandles into line the vehicles that are to transport you west to Tucson. Preparations for the breakout did not begin until an hour after sundown, for Amex Gold has men positioned on nearby Signal Mountain with orders to observe and report all activity within Big Spring. These lookouts are especially vigilant; their leader is expecting the colony to attempt an escape and they know that their lives will be forfeit should they fail to predict exactly when it will occur.</p>
+ <p>In near-blackness you service and refuel your roadster by sense of touch alone, while all around you the chill night air is alive with movement and whispering as your fellow colonists furtively attend to their allotted tasks. Although you cannot see them you know exactly the positions of the five other road vehicles that comprise the convoy. At the head of the line, twenty paces back from the west freeway gate, is the armoured tow truck that will lead the breakout. The driver is <quote>Pecos</quote> Pete Tyler, and beside him you can picture his brother Rex riding shotgun. In the open back of their truck is Rickenbacker, a former flying circus stunt pilot, who has chosen to ride out in the open so that he can look after <quote>Icarus</quote><ch.emdash/>his motorized hang glider<ch.emdash/>which by now he will have carefully dismantled and strapped aboard. Next in line are two Amcorp Landcruisers<ch.emdash/>solar-assisted road buses that carry the Big Spring colonists, and behind them is positioned the gasolene tanker with Uncle Jonas at the wheel. The DC1 school bus is next and your roadster last, the back marker until the convoy is clear of Big Spring.</p>
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- <p>In near-blackness you service and refuel your roadster by sense of touch alone, while all around you the chill night air is alive with movement and whispering as your fellow colonists furtively attend to their allotted tasks. Although you cannot see them you know exactly the positions of the five other road vehicles that comprise the convoy. At the head of the line, twenty paces back from the west freeway gate, is the armoured tow truck that will lead the breakout. The driver is <quote>Pecos</quote> Pete Tyler, and beside him you can picture his brother Rex riding shotgun. In the open back of their truck is Rickenbacker, a former flying circus stunt pilot, who has chosen to ride out in the open so that he can look after <quote>Icarus</quote><ch.emdash/>his motorized hang glider<ch.emdash/>which by now he will have carefully dismantled and strapped aboard. Next in line are two Amcorp Landcruisers<ch.emdash/>solar-assisted road buses that carry the Big Spring colonists, and behind them is positioned the gasolene tanker with Uncle Jonas at the wheel. The DC1 school bus is next and your roadster last, the back marker until the convoy is clear of Big Spring.</p>
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<p>Once your preparations are complete you leave your vehicle and feel your way along the side of the school bus towards the boarding door. Cutter is sitting in the driver<ch.apos/>s seat, staring thoughtfully at the night sky, his face lit by the faint green glow of the instrument panel.</p>
<p><quote>Cal, you<ch.apos/>d better get back and watch out for Pecos Pete<ch.apos/>s signal,</quote> he says, on seeing you at his side. <quote>We<ch.apos/>re outta here in fifteen minutes.</quote></p>
<p><quote>I<ch.apos/>ve decided I<ch.apos/>m not goin<ch.apos/> to Tucson with the convoy,</quote> you reply, your voice steady and resolute. <quote>I<ch.apos/>m not gonna abandon Kate. I<ch.apos/>m the only hope she<ch.apos/>s got of cuttin<ch.apos/> loose o<ch.apos/> that psychopath Mad Dog Michigan, and I<ch.apos/>m not gonna betray that hope. He<ch.apos/>s sure to have taken her with him to San Angelo, and I<ch.apos/>ve thought out a plan to spring her from there while he<ch.apos/>s busy fixin<ch.apos/> a deal with the Angelinos gang.</quote></p>
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<p>A hail of automatic rifle fire tears into the sides and rear of the jeep as you crash your way through the barrier and accelerate across the open ground. You are twenty yards from the safety of the southern ruins when two bullets penetrate the jeep<ch.apos/>s gasolene tank.</p>
<p>The steel-jacketed rounds cause a spark that ignites the fuel, and, in one chilling instant, the vehicle is transformed into a blazing fireball. A kaleidoscope of shapes assails your eyes as the jeep somersaults end-over-end, before you are engulfed by a wave of searing white heat that kills you instantly.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life come to an end here in San Angelo.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life come to an end here in San Angelo.</deadend>
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<p>An agonizing pain cuts into your chest and the warm taste of blood fills your mouth. Then the pain gives way to a terrifying numbness that robs you of all sensation. In a moment you see the sniper working another round into the chamber of his rifle. Then he points the muzzle at your head and darkness engulfs you.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your mission and your life end here in Brogado.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your mission and your life end here in Brogado.</deadend>
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<p>The gully approaches with frightening speed. Horrified, you watch as the front of your roadster nosedives into the hollow, pitching the car end-over-end. There is darkness, and then there is a searing flash of white light that totally engulfs your vision as the fuel tank ruptures and explodes.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life end here at the foot of Slaughter Mountain.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life end here at the foot of Slaughter Mountain.</deadend>
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- <p>Sergeant Haskell is only too willing to speak to his command unit at El Paso. He gives his call sign Palmito Four Zero<ch.emdash/>and as soon as it is confirmed as valid, the El Paso garrison relays news of what is happening in their area. Parts of the city and the military reserve are under siege from HAVOC-led Mexican clansmen. They warn that Fabens is a Mexican base, and that they have barricaded the east freeway approach to that town. In closing, they tell you to contact them again if you make it through Fabens. They do not sound very optimistic.</p>
+ <p>Sergeant Haskell is only too willing to speak to his command unit at El Paso. He gives his call sign<ch.emdash/>Palmito Four Zero<ch.emdash/>and as soon as it is confirmed as valid, the El Paso garrison relays news of what is happening in their area. Parts of the city and the military reserve are under siege from HAVOC-led Mexican clansmen. They warn that Fabens is a Mexican base, and that they have barricaded the east freeway approach to that town. In closing, they tell you to contact them again if you make it through Fabens. They do not sound very optimistic.</p>
<choice idref="sect80"><link-text>Turn to 80</link-text>.</choice>
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<p>The sound of their engines is getting louder with every passing second and yet you are unable to find a safe way down to the river bed<ch.emdash/>it is far too steep. Desperately, you drive back and forth along the edge of the bank until a volley of shots echoes across the plain and the first of the clansmen<ch.apos/>s bullets start to whistle past. You have been seen.</p>
<p>Quickly you abandon your attempt to hide and steer your roadster back onto the freeway in a frantic bid to outrun the pack. The fastest bikes give chase and relentlessly they pursue you until the leader is within twenty yards of your tail. With mounting fear, you glance in your rear-view mirror to see him draw a stubby-barrelled weapon from a tube strapped to the fuel tank. At first you think it is a sawn-off shotgun, but then you recognize the weapon and your heart sinks. It is a D-40<ch.emdash/>a laser sighted grenade launcher. You see the muzzle flash, and then moments later there is a deafening explosion. The last sensation you feel is that of being hurled skyward, surrounded by fire and fragments of your roadster.</p>
- <p>The armour-piercing grenade has penetrated the trunk and exploded the spare fuel tanks you were carrying. Tragically, your mission and your life end here.</p>
+ <deadend>The armour-piercing grenade has penetrated the trunk and exploded the spare fuel tanks you were carrying. Tragically, your mission and your life end here.</deadend>
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<p>You are twenty yards out from the wall when a burst of machine gun fire echoes across the open ground. Bullets graze the rubble just a few feet ahead and ricochet into the air with a piercing whine. Kate looks over her shoulder and begins to slow her pace to allow you to catch up, but you scream at her to keep running and she obeys your command.</p>
<p>When you are halfway across the gap, a wave of exhaustion descends on you like a lead blanket. Painfully your thigh muscles tighten until, in the throes of cramp, you stumble and fall. Desperately you try to rise but more shots ring out and you feel something sharp and searing, like a red-hot dagger, pierce your side. Your vision swims in and out of focus and the last thing you see, before total darkness descends, is Kate as she reaches the fire station.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life end here in San Angelo.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life end here in San Angelo.</deadend>
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<p>The first two clansmen to enter the workshop fall victim to your gunfire. The others duck back and crouch either side of the doorway as their leader, a wiry biker with a badly broken nose, offers you the chance to give yourselves up. Defiantly you both refuse.</p>
<p>Seconds later a clutch of grenades are thrown into the workshop and they explode with a thunderous flash. You are both mortally wounded in the blast, and when the Angelinos finally summon enough courage to storm into the room, they find you dead in each other<ch.apos/>s arms.</p>
- <p>Your journey and your life end here in Eldorado.</p>
+ <deadend>Your journey and your life end here in Eldorado.</deadend>
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<p>You examine the three dials that are set into the top of the security valve. Each is divided into three segments, and each segment displays a number. One of the segments on the third dial has numbers which can be altered by hand. Carefully you consider the numbers and soon realize that they are part of a coded combination lock. By turning the adjustable numbers on the third dial to the correct total, you will release the lock and open the valve.</p>
- <p>Consider the following numbers carefully. When you think you know what the missing number is, <choose test="has-numbered-section-list"><when value="true"><a idref="numbered">turn to the entry</a></when><otherwise>turn to the entry</otherwise></choose> which bears the same number as your answer.<footref id="sect129-1" idref="sect129-1-foot"/></p>
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<p>Kate succeeds in giving enough covering fire to keep the clansmen pinned down, while you retrieve the spare tyre, jack, and wheel brace from the trunk of the car. But in doing so she empties her gun, and she has no spare ammunition with which to reload.</p>
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- <choice idref="sect229">If you possess less than six rounds of 9mm ammunition and wish to give them to Kate, <link-text>turn to 229</link-text>.</choice>
+ <choice idref="sect229">If you possess less than six rounds of 9mm ammunition and wish to give all of them to Kate, <link-text>turn to 229</link-text>.</choice>
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<p>The coarse staccato sound of a machine pistol and the sight of a clansman<ch.apos/>s grinning face are the last sensations you experience as a dozen bullets rip into your chest. Mercifully, the bullets deliver a quick and painless death.</p>
- <p>Your life and your journey end here.</p>
+ <deadend>Your life and your journey end here.</deadend>
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<p>When you emerge from the caverns you are astounded to see that the Angelinos have been completely overwhelmed by this colony of cave dwellers. The few clansmen to have survived the ambush have been trussed up like turkeys and are being guarded by a circle of spear-wielding women. The rest of the colony is so busy stripping and searching the bodies of those they have killed that they fail to notice you and Kate, as you leave the entrance quietly and make your way back to the roadster. You admire their bravery but there is something about these people, something about their appearance and their silence, that unsettles you.</p>
- <p>You inspect the damage to the truck. Your fears are confirmed: you no longer have sufficient fuel to reach Kent. You siphon the tanks of the clansmen<ch.apos/>s bikes, and save what you can from the bottom of the two perforated fuel canisters, but you estimate that in total you have only enough to take you 120 miles.</p>
+ <p>You inspect the damage to the trunk. Your fears are confirmed: you no longer have sufficient fuel to reach Kent. You siphon the tanks of the clansmen<ch.apos/>s bikes, and save what you can from the bottom of the two perforated fuel canisters, but you estimate that in total you have only enough to take you 120 miles.</p>
<p>As you are leaving, you notice that the cave people are preparing a funeral pyre for those who were killed in the fighting. It strikes you as a very sensible and civilized way to dispose of the dead, and makes you think that perhaps your suspicions about these people were groundless after all. Your illusions about the cave people are soon shattered, however, when Kate points out that they are not burning the dead at all: they are cooking them.</p>
<choice idref="sect56"><link-text>Turn to 56</link-text>.</choice>
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<p>The sniper fires as he turns and his bullet drills deep into your chest. You feel yourself lifted into the air, and the warm taste of blood gushes into your mouth. Then you hit the floor and the momentary pain gives way to a terrifying numbness that robs you of all sensation. In a moment, you see the sniper working another round into the chamber of his rifle. Then he points the muzzle at your head and a total darkness engulfs your vision.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your mission and your life end here in Brogado.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your mission and your life end here in Brogado.</deadend>
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<p>You try to dodge the speeding arrow but it catches you in the side and pierces your rib cage. For a moment you feel nothing. Then a searing pain rips through your chest and a swirl of colour obliterates your vision. You crash to the ground and fight desperately for your life, but it is a fight you can no longer win.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life end here at the entrance to the caverns of Sonora.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life end here at the entrance to the caverns of Sonora.</deadend>
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<p>You pull on the steering wheel and swerve heavily to the left in order to avoid the missile, but you cannot prevent it from hitting your car. The armoured tip penetrates the engine compartment, entering from below the wheel arch and exploding in the middle of the fuel injection system. In a split second, your roadster is transformed into a ball of flame: death is instantaneous.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life end here at the foot of Slaughter Mountain.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life end here at the foot of Slaughter Mountain.</deadend>
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<p>The biker stands up as he approaches the ramp. Then, as his machine takes to the air, he pulls back on the handlebars and throws his weight forward over the front wheel. Man and motorcycle soar through the sky, and then make a perfect rear wheel landing at the edge of the freeway.</p>
<p>Confident that you can match his feat of daring, you accelerate towards the pump house and brace yourself as the front wheels begin to rise. Unfortunately, the roof is not strong enough to support the weight of your car and it collapses before you are airborne. Horrified, you watch as the front of your roadster nosedives into the ditch, pitching the car end-over-end. Then a searing flash of white light engulfs your vision as the fuel tank ruptures and explodes.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your life and your journey end here.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your life and your journey end here.</deadend>
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<p>You hurl the grenade, but it glances off the edge of an auto wreck and is deflected away from the ammunition chest. It explodes with a brilliant white flash that illuminates the barricade and draws the clansmen<ch.apos/>s attention to your position. Frantically you run for the safety of the yucca forest, but before you have taken a dozen steps, you are cut down by a long burst of automatic fire.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your mission and your life end here at the Fabens barricade.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your mission and your life end here at the Fabens barricade.</deadend>
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<p>You have fallen into the shaft of a private elevator that was once used to service the executive penthouse suites of the Lone Star Oil <ch.ampersand/> Gas Company. The elevator itself is located on the sub-basement level, three floors below where you have fallen in, and it is upon its roof that you finally crash to your doom.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your mission and your life end here in San Angelo.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your mission and your life end here in San Angelo.</deadend>
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<choice idref="sect131">If you wish to enter the bar from the rear, <link-text>turn to 131</link-text>.</choice>
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<description>The clansman drops his gun and falls forward.</description>
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+ <footnotes>
+ <footnote id="sect233-1-foot" idref="sect233-1">
+ <p>It is possible that you may not be carrying a missile weapon at this point. This is a game-design issue that cannot be easily rectified.</p>
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- <p>As your hand reaches out to push open one of the doors you hear a faint sound, like a human cough, coming from the kitchen beyond. Instantly you freeze in your tracks and reach automatically for a missile weapon. As you ease off the safety catch, you contemplate your next move.</p>
+ <p>As your hand reaches out to push open one of the doors you hear a faint sound, like a human cough, coming from the kitchen beyond. Instantly you freeze in your tracks and reach automatically for a missile weapon. As you ease off the safety catch, you contemplate your next move.<footref id="sect233-1" idref="sect233-1-foot"/></p>
<choice idref="sect35">If you decide to kick open the door and rush into the kitchen, <link-text>turn to 35</link-text>.</choice>
<choice idref="sect113">If you decide instead to shout, <quote>Come outta there with your hands up!</quote>, <link-text>turn to 113</link-text>.</choice>
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<p>Your gunfire hits the Maverick in the midriff, forcing him to his knees. His first shot misses you, and through clenched teeth he spits out a curse as he struggles to raise his pistol for a second attempt. He is on the brink of death, and rather than waste precious ammunition, you choose not to fire again. It proves to be a fatal mistake.</p>
<p>His pistol is not a standard factory model; it is a weapon that has been customized to fire in fully-automatic mode. With his last ounce of strength he thumbs the selector to auto, and, as he falls forward, he empties the fourteen-round magazine in your direction. Sharp, stinging cores of pain erupt in a line across your chest as the 9mm bullets find their mark. The pain is unbearable, and seems to fill your entire body, but it soon gives way to a numbness that robs you of all sensation. Within a space of a few seconds you slip from consciousness and into a sleep from which you will never awaken.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life end here.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life end here.</deadend>
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<p>You try to dodge behind the stalagmites to avoid the clansman<ch.apos/>s fire, but your reflexes are dulled by fatigue and your movements are uncertain. A line of bullets punctures your chest and the taste of blood fills your mouth. As you fall to the ground, strangely you feel no pain, only an irresistible desire to sleep.</p>
<p>Moments later the clansman falls victim to Kate<ch.apos/>s pistol, but it is a shot you do not hear, for you have already slipped into the timeless embrace of death.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life end here in the caverns of Sonora.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life end here in the caverns of Sonora.</deadend>
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<p>You grab Kate by the wrist and take cover among the rocks that border the highway, but it is already too late. You have been seen by the approaching Angelinos and, as they get nearer, they fan out and encircle your position. Their newly-elected leader, a wiry biker with a badly broken nose, offers you the chance to give yourselves up. Defiantly you both refuse.</p>
<p>Their first attempt to capture you leaves five of them dead. Rather than risk losing any more of his men, the leader orders grenades to be thrown. They explode with a thunderous flash and you are both mortally wounded in the blast. Then they spray your position with automatic fire. When the Angelinos finally summon enough courage to close in, they find the two of you lying dead in each other<ch.apos/>s arms.</p>
- <p>Sadly, your journey and your life end nine miles south of Eldorado.</p>
+ <deadend>Sadly, your journey and your life end nine miles south of Eldorado.</deadend>
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<p>You feel a jolt against your shoulder as one of the clansmen stubs his toe against the raised edge of the cover and is sent sprawling to the ground. Quickly you try to replace the hatch but it is roughly pulled aside by the angry Angelino. The instant he sees your face, he draws his pistol and empties it into the shaft. Pain erupts in your head and chest as seven heavy .45-calibre slugs knock you off the ladder. The last thing you hear, as you plummet into the darkness, is Kate<ch.apos/>s echoing scream of horror.</p>
- <p>Your journey and your life end here.</p>
+ <deadend>Your journey and your life end here.</deadend>
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- <p>Drawing on your reserves of nervous energy, you race up the last few steps and lash out at the door with the sole of your boot. The door flies wide open and slams against the wall, sending the red-headed clansman who was about to investigate the noise, sprawling flat on his back.</p>
+ <p>Drawing on your reserves of nervous energy, you race up the last few steps and lash out at the door with the sole of your boot. The door flies wide open and slams against the wall, sending the red-headed clansman who was about to investigate the noise sprawling flat on his back.</p>
<p>Inside the observation room you see two men<ch.emdash/>one dressed in a flamboyant mix of bright colours and the other attired in sombre black<ch.emdash/>seated at a table with a map of the United States spread before them. A muscular clansman, his chest criss-crossed with cartridge belts, stands behind the man in black and beyond him, huddled in the corner of the room, is Kate. Clearly she has suffered at the hands of Mad Dog Michigan and the sight of her bruised face and her pained, despairing expression stirs you to a fit of rage.</p>
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<p>Mortified by the sight of the truck veering wildly across your path, you can barely open your mouth in time to scream before the front of your car collides with the side of the truck. The engine compartment crumples under the force of the impact and both front tyres explode simultaneously, flipping your vehicle end-over-end like a discarded toy. A kaleidoscope of shapes assails your eyes as the roadster cartwheels along the freeway. Then you are engulfed by a wave of searing white heat as the fuel tank ruptures and ignites in an enormous ball of flame.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life come to an abrupt end less than five miles from Big Spring.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life come to an abrupt end less than five miles from Big Spring.</deadend>
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<p>Both bullets hit you with deadly accuracy: one in the head and the other in the heart. Death is instantaneous.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your mission and your life end here at Fort Stockton.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your mission and your life end here at Fort Stockton.</deadend>
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- <p>You tell Uncle Jonas and the others to watch for your flare. You will fire it as soon as a breach has been made in the barricade. When they see it, they are to start their engines, drive through the barricade in break-out formation and stop for nothing until they reach El Paso.</p>
+ <p>You tell Uncle Jonas and the others to watch for your flare. You will fire it as soon as a breach has been made in the barricade. When they see it, they are to start their engines, drive through the barricade in break-out formation, and stop for nothing until they reach El Paso.</p>
<choice idref="sect345"><link-text>Turn to 345</link-text>.</choice>
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<p>An agonizing pain cuts across your chest and the warm taste of blood fills your mouth. Then the terrible pain gives way to a terrifying numbness. For a moment the corridor swims in and out of focus, and then darkness engulfs you as you relinquish your hold on life.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your mission and your life end here in San Angelo.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your mission and your life end here in San Angelo.</deadend>
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<p>The roadster hits an outcrop of rock, which forces the right side of the vehicle into the air. Desperately you fight to correct the roll but it is already too late: the car is out of control. You can barely open your mouth in time to scream before the roadster flips over and bursts into flames.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your journey and your life end here.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your journey and your life end here.</deadend>
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<description>The coyote closes its fangs around your right forearm. Desperately, Kate tries to pummel it unconscious with the butt of her pistol.</description>
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- <p>Your gunfire misses the clansman by a wide mark, causing him to throw back his head and laugh. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) Then he veers off the highway and takes to the open ground. You discard your weapon, but you are as determined as ever not to let the clansman escape, so you pull the steering wheel hard over to the left and pursue him as he guns his bike cross-country towards Freeway 87.</p>
+ <p>Your gunfire misses the clansman by a wide mark, causing him to throw back his head and laugh. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) Then he veers off the highway and takes to the open ground. You set your weapon aside, but you are as determined as ever not to let the clansman escape, so you pull the steering wheel hard over to the left and pursue him as he guns his bike cross-country towards Freeway 87.</p>
<p>An empty concrete drainage ditch runs parallel to the freeway, wide enough to deter the biker from attempting to ride straight across. At the last minute he veers away and you chase him along its edge for nearly half a mile before finally he plucks up enough courage to try to get across. Ahead, a derelict pump house looms, straddling the ditch, its angular roof offering itself as a ramp that could be used to launch a jump onto the freeway. The clansman takes one last look at you over his shoulder and then, with a scream of fearful exhilaration, he winds back the throttle and points his bike at the pump house roof.</p>
<choice idref="sect192">If you wish to attempt to follow the clansman across the ditch, <link-text>turn to 192</link-text>.</choice>
<choice idref="sect51">If you decide to steer your roadster away from the pump house, <link-text>turn to 51</link-text>.</choice>
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<p>Something sharp punches you in the stomach and nausea washes over you in a wave that leaves you gasping for breath. Fearfully you clasp your hand to your midriff and feel warm blood oozing between your fingers, yet you feel no pain. Aware that you have been shot and that the shock of your wound is numbing your senses, you force yourself to get clear of the door in case the unseen gunman fires again.</p>
<p>You have taken just five steps when your vision begins to dim and your legs refuse to support your weight. You fall forwards and hit the floor face-first, but still you feel nothing, save the creeping numbness that slowly robs you of the will to live.</p>
- <p>Tragically, your mission and your life end here at San Angelo.</p>
+ <deadend>Tragically, your mission and your life end here at San Angelo.</deadend>
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<description>You discover a portable Leviathan ground-to-air missile.</description>
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<description>The Angelino tosses a pair of handcuffs casually at Kate<ch.apos/>s feet.</description>
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<p>Under cover of the noise and commotion of the race, you approach the observation block. An enclosed corridor leads to a flight of iron stairs where two burly clansmen<ch.emdash/>one an Angelino, the other a Detroit Lion<ch.emdash/>stand on guard with machine pistols at the ready. At the top of the stairs is the door to the block itself. The noise of the crowd and the roar of the motorcycles have helped you so far, but the race is now into its fourteenth lap, and you know that if you are to succeed in freeing Kate you must get past these guards and storm the observation block before the race ends.</p>
<choice idref="sect9">If you possess an <typ class="item">HE Grenade</typ> and wish to use it, <link-text>turn to 9</link-text>.</choice>
<choice idref="sect89">If you possess a <typ class="item">Signal Flare</typ> and wish to use it, <link-text>turn to 89</link-text>.</choice>
- <choice idref="sect163">If you possess a <typ class="item">Siren</typ> and wish to use it, <link-text>turn to 163</link-text>.</choice>
+ <choice idref="sect163">If you possess a <typ class="item">Siren</typ> and a missile weapon and wish to use them, <link-text>turn to 163</link-text>.</choice>
<choice idref="sect225">If you possess none of these items, or if you do not wish to use them, <link-text>turn to 225</link-text>.</choice>
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<p>(<a idref="sect139">139</a>) Replaced <quote>half-way</quote> with <quote>halfway</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect142">142</a>) Replaced <quote>hesitates, then</quote> with <quote>hesitates, and then</quote>. Added <quote>(Remember to deduct six rounds of 9mm ammunition from your Ammo Pouch.)</quote>. Replaced <quote>or choose</quote> with <quote>or if you choose</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect143">143</a>) Replaced <quote>blood-stained</quote> with <quote>bloodstained</quote>. Replaced <quote>half-way</quote> with <quote>halfway</quote>.</p>
- <p>(<a idref="sect144">144</a>) Replaced <quote>jack and</quote> with <quote>jack, and</quote>. Replaced each occurrence of <quote>ammunition, and</quote> with <quote>ammunition and</quote>. Replaced <quote>or do</quote> with <quote>or if you do</quote>.</p>
+ <p>(<a idref="sect144">144</a>) Replaced <quote>jack and</quote> with <quote>jack, and</quote>. Replaced each occurrence of <quote>ammunition, and</quote> with <quote>ammunition and</quote>. Replaced <quote>or do</quote> with <quote>or if you do</quote>. Replaced <quote>give them</quote> with <quote>give all of them</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect146">146</a>) Replaced <quote>breath, then</quote> with <quote>breath, and then</quote>. Replaced <quote>Dagger [2]</quote> with <quote>Dagger (2)</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect148">148</a>) Replaced <quote>weapon, and</quote> with <quote>weapon and</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect150">150</a>) Replaced <quote>camp fire</quote> with <quote>campfire</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect162">162</a>) Replaced <quote>on to</quote> with <quote>onto</quote>. Replaced <quote>weapon, and</quote> with <quote>weapon and</quote>. Replaced <quote>or do</quote> with <quote>or if you do</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect163">163</a>) Added <quote>(Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.)</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect167">167</a>) Replaced <quote>the road you would</quote> with <quote>the road, you would</quote>.</p>
- <p>(<a idref="sect168">168</a>) Replaced <quote>syphon</quote> with <quote>siphon</quote>. Replaced <quote>colony are</quote> with <quote>colony is</quote>.</p>
+ <p>(<a idref="sect168">168</a>) Replaced <quote>syphon</quote> with <quote>siphon</quote>. Replaced <quote>colony are</quote> with <quote>colony is</quote>. Replaced <quote>the truck</quote> with <quote>the trunk</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect169">169</a>) Replaced <quote>frustration, <ch.lsquot/>I</quote> with <quote>frustration. <ch.lsquot/>I</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect172">172</a>) Replaced <quote>north-west</quote> with <quote>northwest</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect175">175</a>) Replaced <quote>camp fire</quote> with <quote>campfire</quote>. Replaced <quote>or do</quote> with <quote>or if you do</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect262">262</a>) Replaced <quote>newly elected</quote> with <quote>newly-elected</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect264">264</a>) Replaced <quote>new-found</quote> with <quote>newfound</quote>. Replaced <quote>hesitates, then</quote> with <quote>hesitates, and then</quote>. Replaced <quote>on to</quote> with <quote>onto</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect266">266</a>) Replaced <quote>Dagger [2]</quote> with <quote>Dagger (2)</quote>. Added <quote>(Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.)</quote>.</p>
- <p>(<a idref="sect268">268</a>) Replaced <quote>dispairing</quote> with <quote>despairing</quote>. Replaced <quote>quiet, then</quote> with <quote>quiet, and then</quote>. Replaced <quote>If you do not possess a missile weapon, or do not have sufficient ammunition to use it</quote> with <quote>If you do not possess a missile weapon, do not have sufficient ammunition to use it, or do not wish to use it</quote>.</p>
+ <p>(<a idref="sect268">268</a>) Replaced <quote>dispairing</quote> with <quote>despairing</quote>. Replaced <quote>quiet, then</quote> with <quote>quiet, and then</quote>. Replaced <quote>If you do not possess a missile weapon, or do not have sufficient ammunition to use it</quote> with <quote>If you do not possess a missile weapon, do not have sufficient ammunition to use it, or do not wish to use it</quote>. Replaced <quote>noise, sprawling</quote> with <quote>noise sprawling</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect270">270</a>) Replaced <quote>sulphonamide</quote> with <quote>sulfonamide</quote>. Replaced <quote>at who</quote> with <quote>at whom</quote>. Replaced <quote>bang</quote> with <quote><onomatopoeia>bang</onomatopoeia></quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect271">271</a>) Added <quote>Remember to deduct six rounds of 9mm ammunition from your Ammo Pouch.</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect275">275</a>) Replaced <quote>bang</quote> with <quote><onomatopoeia>bang</onomatopoeia></quote>. Replaced <quote>wheels and then</quote> with <quote>wheels, and then</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect290">290</a>) Replaced <quote>Sterling county line</quote> with <quote>Sterling County line</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect292">292</a>) Replaced <quote>gun fire</quote> with <quote>gunfire</quote>. Added <quote>Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.)</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect293">293</a>) Replaced <quote>sky, then</quote> with <quote>sky, and then</quote>. Replaced <quote>Freeway 2010</quote> with <quote>Interstate 20</quote> for accuracy and consistency with later books.</p>
+ <p>(<a idref="sect294">294</a>) Replaced <quote>formation and</quote> with <quote>formation, and</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect295">295</a>) Replaced <quote>Half-way</quote> with <quote>Halfway</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect296">296</a>) Replaced <quote>camp fire</quote> with <quote>campfire</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect297">297</a>) Replaced <quote>focus, then</quote> with <quote>focus, and then</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect315">315</a>) Replaced section references. The original text directed the reader to sections <a idref="sect161">161</a> and <a idref="sect207">207</a>; however, those references are the result of being apprehended by a single clansman in section <a idref="sect115">115</a>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect316">316</a>) Replaced <quote>deep breath and</quote> with <quote>deep breath, and</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect317">317</a>) Replaced <quote>half-way</quote> with <quote>halfway</quote>. Replaced <quote>on to</quote> with <quote>onto</quote>.</p>
- <p>(<a idref="sect318">318</a>) Replaced <quote>on to</quote> with <quote>onto</quote>. Added <quote>(Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.)</quote>.</p>
+ <p>(<a idref="sect318">318</a>) Replaced <quote>discard your weapon</quote> with <quote>set your weapon aside</quote> to avoid ambiguity. Replaced <quote>on to</quote> with <quote>onto</quote>. Added <quote>(Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.)</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect319">319</a>) Replaced <quote>or choose</quote> with <quote>or if you choose</quote>. Replaced <quote>hesitates, then</quote> with <quote>hesitates, and then</quote>. Replaced <quote>breach</quote> with <quote>breech</quote>. Added <quote>(Remember to deduct a round of 12-gauge ammunition from your Ammo Pouch.)</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect320">320</a>) Replaced <quote>sulphonamide</quote> with <quote>sulfonamide</quote>. Replaced <quote>the 1 point</quote> with <quote>the 3 points</quote> (cf. <a idref="medikit">the Medi-kit section</a> of the rules).</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect321">321</a>) Replaced <quote><ch.thinspace/><ch.lsquot/>the Day<ch.rsquot/><ch.thinspace/></quote> with <quote><ch.thinspace/><ch.lsquot/>The Day<ch.rsquot/><ch.thinspace/></quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect343">343</a>) Replaced <quote>click</quote> with <quote><onomatopoeia>click</onomatopoeia></quote>. Replaced each occurrence of <quote>weapon, and</quote> with <quote>weapon and</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect344">344</a>) Replaced <quote>woodsmoke</quote> with <quote>wood smoke</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect345">345</a>) Replaced <quote>this weapon</quote> with <quote>this Backpack Item</quote>.</p>
- <p>(<a idref="sect346">346</a>) Replaced <quote>H.E. Grenade, and</quote> with <quote><typ class="item">HE Grenade</typ> and</quote>. Replaced <quote>checkered</quote> with <quote>chequered</quote>. Replaced <quote>these items</quote> with <quote>these items, or if you do not wish to use them</quote>. Replaced <quote><typ class="item">Signal Flare</typ>, and</quote> with <quote><typ class="item">Signal Flare</typ> and</quote>. Replaced <quote><typ class="item">Siren</typ>, and</quote> with <quote><typ class="item">Siren</typ> and</quote>.</p>
+ <p>(<a idref="sect346">346</a>) Replaced <quote>H.E. Grenade, and</quote> with <quote><typ class="item">HE Grenade</typ> and</quote>. Replaced <quote>checkered</quote> with <quote>chequered</quote>. Replaced <quote>these items</quote> with <quote>these items, or if you do not wish to use them</quote>. Replaced <quote><typ class="item">Signal Flare</typ>, and</quote> with <quote><typ class="item">Signal Flare</typ> and</quote>. Replaced <quote><typ class="item">Siren</typ>, and wish to use it</quote> with <quote><typ class="item">Siren</typ> and a missile weapon and wish to use them</quote> because the subsequent section assumes you are carrying a missile weapon.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect347">347</a>) Replaced <quote>blood-stained</quote> with <quote>bloodstained</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect348">348</a>) Replaced <quote>sulphonamides</quote> with <quote>sulfonamides</quote>. Replaced <quote>Knife [2]</quote> with <quote>Knife (2)</quote>. Replaced <quote>Meat Cleaver [3]</quote> with <quote>Meat Cleaver (3)</quote>. Replaced <quote>Bread Knife [2]</quote> with <quote>Bread Knife (2)</quote>. Added <quote>(Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.)</quote>.</p>
<p>(<a idref="sect350">350</a>) Replaced <quote>THE OMEGA ZONE</quote> with <quote><cite><bookref series="fw" book="03toz">The Omega Zone</bookref></cite></quote>. Replaced <quote>Mad Dog Michigan, and an</quote> with <quote>Mad Dog Michigan and an</quote>.</p>
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