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    &inclusion.brian.williams.bio.fw;
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   <publisher>Project Aon</publisher>
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   <publisher>Project Aon</publisher>

-  <date class="publication"><year>2010</year><month>11</month><day>12</day></date>
+  <date class="publication"><year>2018</year><month>2</month><day>15</day></date>

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    <p>You are Cal Phoenix, the Freeway Warrior, champion and protector of Dallas Colony One. The final stage of your life-or-death exodus to the California coast is fraught with extraordinary dangers<ch.emdash/>breakdowns, rockfalls, and unexplained deaths. Can you unravel the mystery that surrounds your journey, or will you perish without trace in the wastelands of Arizona?</p>
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   <description class="blurb">
    <p>You are Cal Phoenix, the Freeway Warrior, champion and protector of Dallas Colony One. The final stage of your life-or-death exodus to the California coast is fraught with extraordinary dangers<ch.emdash/>breakdowns, rockfalls, and unexplained deaths. Can you unravel the mystery that surrounds your journey, or will you perish without trace in the wastelands of Arizona?</p>
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     <p>It took more than a week to discover a vehicle capable of transporting you to McKinney. It was an old school bus parked in an underground lot where it had survived the years of sub-zero blizzards. With fuel and spares salvaged from the mine, you managed to coax it back to life, whereupon you set off on your journey north. When you arrived at the town, it was easy to find where the Ewells lived, for their ranch was the only place that was still standing. It looked more like an old frontier post than a ranch, with its fortified perimeter wall, lookout posts, and stake-filled moat. However, after being ambushed and shot at by the city gangs of Fort Worth during the final stages of your journey, you could readily understand the need for these defences.</p>
     <p><quote>Pop</quote> Ewell, the seventy-year-old grandfather of the Ewell family, was the leader of this small colony of survivors, and it was he who had urged Uncle Jonas to join them when your uncle had first made radio contact. The colony numbered less than a dozen at the time of your arrival, yet as the airwaves became clearer and new contacts were made, the number had soon more than doubled to twenty-five. It was decided that a name was needed to identify the settlement. The name <quote>Dallas Colony One</quote> was adopted<ch.emdash/><quote>DC1</quote> for short<ch.emdash/>and from that day on, everyone worked hard to make DC1 a secure haven for those seeking refuge from the hostile wastelands and marauding city gangs.</p>
     <p><quote>Cutter</quote> Jacks was one such refugee. Before <quote>The Day</quote> he had been chief mechanic at the International Grand Prix Circuit near Lake Dallas, and his incredible skill and knowledge of engines was soon to prove invaluable to the colony. He taught you how to drive, and from a pile of old wrecks that you helped him salvage from the circuit, he built you a powerful, customized car. You used it to patrol the highways north of the city, keeping a lookout for gangs of city punks who frequently mounted raids to steal or destroy DC1<ch.apos/>s supplies. Cutter also taught you to shoot, and it was your natural prowess with a gun, and your skill behind the wheel, that was to earn you the begrudging respect of your enemies, who took to calling you the <quote>Freeway Warrior</quote>.</p>
     <p>It took more than a week to discover a vehicle capable of transporting you to McKinney. It was an old school bus parked in an underground lot where it had survived the years of sub-zero blizzards. With fuel and spares salvaged from the mine, you managed to coax it back to life, whereupon you set off on your journey north. When you arrived at the town, it was easy to find where the Ewells lived, for their ranch was the only place that was still standing. It looked more like an old frontier post than a ranch, with its fortified perimeter wall, lookout posts, and stake-filled moat. However, after being ambushed and shot at by the city gangs of Fort Worth during the final stages of your journey, you could readily understand the need for these defences.</p>
     <p><quote>Pop</quote> Ewell, the seventy-year-old grandfather of the Ewell family, was the leader of this small colony of survivors, and it was he who had urged Uncle Jonas to join them when your uncle had first made radio contact. The colony numbered less than a dozen at the time of your arrival, yet as the airwaves became clearer and new contacts were made, the number had soon more than doubled to twenty-five. It was decided that a name was needed to identify the settlement. The name <quote>Dallas Colony One</quote> was adopted<ch.emdash/><quote>DC1</quote> for short<ch.emdash/>and from that day on, everyone worked hard to make DC1 a secure haven for those seeking refuge from the hostile wastelands and marauding city gangs.</p>
     <p><quote>Cutter</quote> Jacks was one such refugee. Before <quote>The Day</quote> he had been chief mechanic at the International Grand Prix Circuit near Lake Dallas, and his incredible skill and knowledge of engines was soon to prove invaluable to the colony. He taught you how to drive, and from a pile of old wrecks that you helped him salvage from the circuit, he built you a powerful, customized car. You used it to patrol the highways north of the city, keeping a lookout for gangs of city punks who frequently mounted raids to steal or destroy DC1<ch.apos/>s supplies. Cutter also taught you to shoot, and it was your natural prowess with a gun, and your skill behind the wheel, that was to earn you the begrudging respect of your enemies, who took to calling you the <quote>Freeway Warrior</quote>.</p>

-    <p>Six months after your arrival at DC1, the colony was faced with a major crisis. A heat wave caused a drought that threatened to destroy the food supply. Crops were failing and the colony<ch.apos/>s artesian well<ch.emdash/>its only source of uncontaminated water<ch.emdash/>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. It was the last day of May, 2020, when Pop Ewell made radio contact with another colony, who were based in the city of Big Spring, 300 miles west of McKinney. Their situation was completely the reverse of DC1<ch.apos/>s: they had food and water in plentiful supply but they were desperately short of fuel. They told of their contact with survivors in Tucson, Arizona, who also were without fuel. The Tucson colony reported that the territories west of the mountains of the Sierra Nevada had been spared the worst effects of the radioactive blizzards that had devastated the rest of the country and, miraculously, much of southern California was still widely populated: it had survived the last eight years virtually intact. When you heard the news, you could hardly believe your ears. Perhaps your family was still alive; perhaps there was still a chance that one day you would be reunited.</p>
+    <p>Six months after your arrival at DC1, the colony was faced with a major crisis. A heat wave caused a drought that threatened to destroy the food supply. Crops were failing and the colony<ch.apos/>s artesian well<ch.emdash/>its only source of uncontaminated water<ch.emdash/>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. It was the last day of May 2020, when Pop Ewell made radio contact with another colony, who were based in the city of Big Spring, 300 miles west of McKinney. Their situation was completely the reverse of DC1<ch.apos/>s: they had food and water in plentiful supply but they were desperately short of fuel. They told of their contact with survivors in Tucson, Arizona, who also were without fuel. The Tucson colony reported that the territories west of the mountains of the Sierra Nevada had been spared the worst effects of the radioactive blizzards that had devastated the rest of the country and, miraculously, much of southern California was still widely populated: it had survived the last eight years virtually intact. When you heard the news, you could hardly believe your ears. Perhaps your family was still alive; perhaps there was still a chance that one day you would be reunited.</p>

 
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     <p>A meeting was held to decide how best to deal with the crisis facing DC1. Everyone agreed that staying at McKinney could lead only to eventual death, either slowly from starvation or suddenly at the hands of the murderous city gangs. The only choice open to DC1 was to try to reach California: only there lay any real hope for the future of the colony. The decision was relayed to the survivors at Big Spring, and a deal was struck to rendezvous with them as soon as possible. DC1 would give them fuel in exchange for food and water, and together they would join up with the Tucson colony for the final stage of the journey to California.</p>
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     <p>A meeting was held to decide how best to deal with the crisis facing DC1. Everyone agreed that staying at McKinney could lead only to eventual death, either slowly from starvation or suddenly at the hands of the murderous city gangs. The only choice open to DC1 was to try to reach California: only there lay any real hope for the future of the colony. The decision was relayed to the survivors at Big Spring, and a deal was struck to rendezvous with them as soon as possible. DC1 would give them fuel in exchange for food and water, and together they would join up with the Tucson colony for the final stage of the journey to California.</p>

-    <p>Careful preparations were made for the long trek, and three vehicles were chosen to make up the convoy: the school bus, your customized roadster and a gasolene tanker laden with 5,000 gallons of petroleum siphoned from underground storage tanks at the Ewell ranch. Supplies of food and water were adequate but the colony lacked sufficient firearms and ammunition with which to defend itself. On the day before the convoy was due to leave, one of the colonists was sent north to search the town of Sherman for weapons. He radioed back to say that he had found a cache of hunting rifles and ammunition, but that his truck had broken down and he was stranded in the town. He had also found a survivor<ch.emdash/>a beautiful teenage girl<ch.emdash/>and he requested that you go to Sherman to pick them both up. As soon as you arrived you were ambushed by the scouts of a brutal gang of bikers known as the Detroit Lions and, in the ensuing gun battle, you killed Stinger<ch.emdash/>the scouts<ch.apos/> leader.</p>
+    <p>Careful preparations were made for the long trek, and three vehicles were chosen to make up the convoy: the school bus, your customized roadster, and a gasolene tanker laden with 5,000 gallons of petroleum siphoned from underground storage tanks at the Ewell ranch. Supplies of food and water were adequate but the colony lacked sufficient firearms and ammunition with which to defend itself. On the day before the convoy was due to leave, one of the colonists was sent north to search the town of Sherman for weapons. He radioed back to say that he had found a cache of hunting rifles and ammunition, but that his truck had broken down and he was stranded in the town. He had also found a survivor<ch.emdash/>a beautiful teenage girl<ch.emdash/>and he requested that you go to Sherman to pick them both up. As soon as you arrived you were ambushed by the scouts of a brutal gang of bikers known as the Detroit Lions and, in the ensuing gun battle, you killed Stinger<ch.emdash/>the scouts<ch.apos/> leader.</p>

     <p>Later you learned that the girl, Kate Norton, was the sole survivor of a Kansas City colony that had been attacked and wiped out by the Detroit Lions. The Lions<ch.apos/> leader, who calls himself Mad Dog Michigan, had taken a liking to her and spared her life. Mad Dog was once a high-ranking HAVOC agent who had escaped from Pontiac Deep Pen near Detroit, and he and his gang, most of whom were also HAVOC escapees, were heading for the Fort Hood Military Reserve near Killeen, Texas, the largest armoury in the whole of the United States. There he hoped to find enough weapons to equip the other HAVOC clans, who were now in control of cities all along the eastern seaboard. Kate had managed to steal a motorcycle and escape from their camp, but Mad Dog was determined to get her back. He sent his brother<ch.emdash/>Stinger<ch.emdash/>and a handful of his best scouts to track her down, and they had finally caught up with her at Sherman.</p>
     <p>When Mad Dog learned that you had killed his brother, he vowed to get even with you. He abandoned his plans to loot Fort Hood and embarked instead on a relentless pursuit of your colony as it crossed the sun-scorched wastelands of Texas. The journey to Big Spring was fraught with great danger and yet, in spite of the many perils you faced, or perhaps because of them, you felt yourself falling in love with Kate and you sensed that she was becoming increasingly fond of you. Sadly, the convoy was only a few miles from Big Spring when disaster struck. The land surrounding the settlement was controlled by a gang of bikers, a renegade clan called the <quote>Mavericks</quote>, who had been the bane of the Big Spring colony for many months. As the convoy drew nearer to its destination, the Mavericks launched an attack, and, in the running battle that ensued, they captured and abducted Kate. The convoy entered the fortified gates of Big Spring to a rapturous welcome from the colonists of that settlement, but for you the celebration was soured by the vivid memory of Kate<ch.apos/>s abduction. You vowed to rescue her, and from that moment on, every waking minute of every day at Big Spring was spent thinking about little else.</p>
 
     <p>Later you learned that the girl, Kate Norton, was the sole survivor of a Kansas City colony that had been attacked and wiped out by the Detroit Lions. The Lions<ch.apos/> leader, who calls himself Mad Dog Michigan, had taken a liking to her and spared her life. Mad Dog was once a high-ranking HAVOC agent who had escaped from Pontiac Deep Pen near Detroit, and he and his gang, most of whom were also HAVOC escapees, were heading for the Fort Hood Military Reserve near Killeen, Texas, the largest armoury in the whole of the United States. There he hoped to find enough weapons to equip the other HAVOC clans, who were now in control of cities all along the eastern seaboard. Kate had managed to steal a motorcycle and escape from their camp, but Mad Dog was determined to get her back. He sent his brother<ch.emdash/>Stinger<ch.emdash/>and a handful of his best scouts to track her down, and they had finally caught up with her at Sherman.</p>
     <p>When Mad Dog learned that you had killed his brother, he vowed to get even with you. He abandoned his plans to loot Fort Hood and embarked instead on a relentless pursuit of your colony as it crossed the sun-scorched wastelands of Texas. The journey to Big Spring was fraught with great danger and yet, in spite of the many perils you faced, or perhaps because of them, you felt yourself falling in love with Kate and you sensed that she was becoming increasingly fond of you. Sadly, the convoy was only a few miles from Big Spring when disaster struck. The land surrounding the settlement was controlled by a gang of bikers, a renegade clan called the <quote>Mavericks</quote>, who had been the bane of the Big Spring colony for many months. As the convoy drew nearer to its destination, the Mavericks launched an attack, and, in the running battle that ensued, they captured and abducted Kate. The convoy entered the fortified gates of Big Spring to a rapturous welcome from the colonists of that settlement, but for you the celebration was soured by the vivid memory of Kate<ch.apos/>s abduction. You vowed to rescue her, and from that moment on, every waking minute of every day at Big Spring was spent thinking about little else.</p>
 


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-    <p>By chance it transpired that the leader of the Mavericks, a blond-haired murderer called Amex Gold, was a former HAVOC agent, who had served under Mad Dog Michigan before <quote>The Day</quote>. He offered to join forces with the Lions and, as a gesture of his loyalty to his former commander, he returned Kate to him. Together the Lions and the Mavericks launched a hasty attack on Big Spring, yet, although they outnumbered the colony by more than three to one, they were unable to breach the settlement<ch.apos/>s fortified perimeter wall and were repelled with heavy losses. On the day after the attack, Pop Ewell discovered the radio frequency that the clansmen were using and was able to eavesdrop on their communications. He learned that Mad Dog had ordered another HAVOC clan, the Saints, who were based in New Orleans, to come to reinforce his command; they were expected to arrive within the week. He also overheard Mad Dog arrange a meeting with Mekong Mike, the leader of the Angelinos, a gang who controlled the city of San Angelo. He wanted him as an ally and was prepared to offer guns and ammunition in return for his help in destroying the Big Spring colony. Two days later, Mad Dog Michigan set off for San Angelo at the head of a motorcycle pack 200 riders strong. Those few clansmen who remained with Amex Gold tried all manner of tricks to convince the colony that the Mavericks and the Lions still surrounded Big Spring in strength, but to no avail. The senior members of the newly-enlarged colony convened a meeting, at which it was decided that, with the clansmen now at their weakest, and with the appearance of the New Orleans gang expected at any time, a breakout had to be attempted without delay. There was only one way for the colony to reach Tucson overland and that was to follow the remains of Interstate Freeway 10 through the arid, mountainous territory of western Texas. Precisely halfway between Big Spring and Tucson lies the city of El Paso. To reach this city in one piece became the convoy<ch.apos/>s goal. It lay at the end of a long and tortuous stretch of mountain highway, undoubtedly one of the toughest you would have to face on your journey to California.</p>
+    <p>By chance it transpired that the leader of the Mavericks, a blond-haired murderer called Amex Gold, was a former HAVOC agent, who had served under Mad Dog Michigan before <quote>The Day</quote>. He offered to join forces with the Lions and, as a gesture of his loyalty to his former commander, he returned Kate to him. Together the Lions and the Mavericks launched a hasty attack on Big Spring, yet, although they outnumbered the colony by more than three to one, they were unable to breach the settlement<ch.apos/>s fortified perimeter wall and were repelled with heavy losses. On the day after the attack, Pop Ewell discovered the radio frequency that the clansmen were using and was able to eavesdrop on their communications. He learned that Mad Dog had ordered another HAVOC clan, the <quote>Saints</quote>, who were based in New Orleans, to come to reinforce his command; they were expected to arrive within the week. He also overheard Mad Dog arrange a meeting with Mekong Mike, the leader of the Angelinos, a gang who controlled the city of San Angelo. He wanted him as an ally and was prepared to offer guns and ammunition in return for his help in destroying the Big Spring colony. Two days later, Mad Dog Michigan set off for San Angelo at the head of a motorcycle pack 200 riders strong. Those few clansmen who remained with Amex Gold tried all manner of tricks to convince the colony that the Mavericks and the Lions still surrounded Big Spring in strength, but to no avail. The senior members of the newly-enlarged colony convened a meeting, at which it was decided that, with the clansmen now at their weakest, and with the appearance of the New Orleans gang expected at any time, a breakout had to be attempted without delay. There was only one way for the colony to reach Tucson overland and that was to follow the remains of Interstate Freeway 10 through the arid, mountainous territory of western Texas. Precisely halfway between Big Spring and Tucson lies the city of El Paso. To reach this city in one piece became the convoy<ch.apos/>s goal. It lay at the end of a long and tortuous stretch of mountain highway, undoubtedly one of the toughest you would have to face on your journey to California.</p>

     <p>Under cover of darkness, the convoy escaped from Big Spring and sped westwards. Now your vow to rescue Kate could at last be realized and, at the first opportunity, you told the colony of your plans. Reluctantly they let you leave the convoy and go to San Angelo, where you intended to infiltrate the meeting between the Lions and the Angelinos in the hope of finding Kate there. Your skill and daring were rewarded, for you were able to locate and rescue Kate from under the very noses of the clan leaders. During your escape from their city, you killed Mekong Mike, the Angelinos<ch.apos/> leader, and stole a map from Mad Dog Michigan. Later you discovered that this map contained vital details of a HAVOC operation to take over the whole of the United States.</p>
     <p>As you escaped westwards from San Angelo, you encountered three soldiers, survivors from a world Defence League outpost in southern Texas, who were also heading for El Paso, where the remnants of their command group were stationed. You joined them and together you rendezvoused with the convoy at the entrance to the only passable road through the Apache Mountains. A fierce battle was raging along this pass between the Mavericks and a clan of Mexicans who had crossed the border in search of food and supplies. The convoy was forced to run the gauntlet of their gunfire before finally reaching its goal. Upon entering the city, you received a warm welcome from the WDL command group who were defending the military reserve of Fort Bliss. They celebrated your arrival for several days until the appearance of Mad Dog Michigan and an army of clansmen numbering over 1000 strong brought an abrupt end to the festivities. He had persuaded the Mexicans to join with the Lions, the Mavericks, and the Saints, all of whom were now united to his cause. The situation was desperate. Faced with overwhelming odds, the WDL command tried to negotiate with Mad Dog but he rejected their overtures with disdain. He sent a reply to the command leader, Captain Frankland, in which he reaffirmed his vow to avenge his brother<ch.apos/>s death. His aims were brutally simple: he promised that neither you nor any of the colony would ever leave El Paso alive. He set up headquarters in Ciudad Juarez, on the Mexican side of the Rio Grande, where he directed his clan army to encircle and lay siege to the colony.</p>
     <p>For two weeks, he launched repeated attacks, calculated to weaken your defences. The colony withstood the assaults, but the constant attrition began to erode your hopes of ever being able to break out of El Paso and reach Tucson in one piece. Then a radio message was intercepted that was to turn this desperate situation into a crisis. A clan convoy of trucks was bound for Mad Dog<ch.apos/>s headquarters in Ciudad Juarez. On board were enough high explosives to blow Fort Bliss, and everyone in it, to sightless atoms. Something had to be done to prevent Mad Dog from using these explosives. Out of desperation was born a daring plan. The explosives had to be destroyed as soon as they reached Ciudad Juarez. It was a dangerous and potentially suicidal mission, too difficult for one man alone; therefore Captain Frankland chose to lead the mission himself and he called for three volunteers to accompany him. Two WDL soldiers, Haskell and Knott, readily accepted the challenge and, mindful that the future of the colony was dependent on the success of this mission, you summoned up enough courage to volunteer as the fourth member of his team.</p>
     <p>Under cover of darkness, the convoy escaped from Big Spring and sped westwards. Now your vow to rescue Kate could at last be realized and, at the first opportunity, you told the colony of your plans. Reluctantly they let you leave the convoy and go to San Angelo, where you intended to infiltrate the meeting between the Lions and the Angelinos in the hope of finding Kate there. Your skill and daring were rewarded, for you were able to locate and rescue Kate from under the very noses of the clan leaders. During your escape from their city, you killed Mekong Mike, the Angelinos<ch.apos/> leader, and stole a map from Mad Dog Michigan. Later you discovered that this map contained vital details of a HAVOC operation to take over the whole of the United States.</p>
     <p>As you escaped westwards from San Angelo, you encountered three soldiers, survivors from a world Defence League outpost in southern Texas, who were also heading for El Paso, where the remnants of their command group were stationed. You joined them and together you rendezvoused with the convoy at the entrance to the only passable road through the Apache Mountains. A fierce battle was raging along this pass between the Mavericks and a clan of Mexicans who had crossed the border in search of food and supplies. The convoy was forced to run the gauntlet of their gunfire before finally reaching its goal. Upon entering the city, you received a warm welcome from the WDL command group who were defending the military reserve of Fort Bliss. They celebrated your arrival for several days until the appearance of Mad Dog Michigan and an army of clansmen numbering over 1000 strong brought an abrupt end to the festivities. He had persuaded the Mexicans to join with the Lions, the Mavericks, and the Saints, all of whom were now united to his cause. The situation was desperate. Faced with overwhelming odds, the WDL command tried to negotiate with Mad Dog but he rejected their overtures with disdain. He sent a reply to the command leader, Captain Frankland, in which he reaffirmed his vow to avenge his brother<ch.apos/>s death. His aims were brutally simple: he promised that neither you nor any of the colony would ever leave El Paso alive. He set up headquarters in Ciudad Juarez, on the Mexican side of the Rio Grande, where he directed his clan army to encircle and lay siege to the colony.</p>
     <p>For two weeks, he launched repeated attacks, calculated to weaken your defences. The colony withstood the assaults, but the constant attrition began to erode your hopes of ever being able to break out of El Paso and reach Tucson in one piece. Then a radio message was intercepted that was to turn this desperate situation into a crisis. A clan convoy of trucks was bound for Mad Dog<ch.apos/>s headquarters in Ciudad Juarez. On board were enough high explosives to blow Fort Bliss, and everyone in it, to sightless atoms. Something had to be done to prevent Mad Dog from using these explosives. Out of desperation was born a daring plan. The explosives had to be destroyed as soon as they reached Ciudad Juarez. It was a dangerous and potentially suicidal mission, too difficult for one man alone; therefore Captain Frankland chose to lead the mission himself and he called for three volunteers to accompany him. Two WDL soldiers, Haskell and Knott, readily accepted the challenge and, mindful that the future of the colony was dependent on the success of this mission, you summoned up enough courage to volunteer as the fourth member of his team.</p>


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     <p>Before embarking on your adventure, you must first determine your personal characteristics and the weapons and provisions with which you are equipped. An <a idref="action">Action Chart</a> has been supplied on which to record and amend these details as the adventure unfolds.</p>
 
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     <p>Before embarking on your adventure, you must first determine your personal characteristics and the weapons and provisions with which you are equipped. An <a idref="action">Action Chart</a> has been supplied on which to record and amend these details as the adventure unfolds.</p>

-    <p>Your personal characteristics comprise two basic attributes: <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ> and <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ>. To discover your initial <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ>, take a pencil and, with your eyes closed, point the blunt end of it onto the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>. If you pick a 0 it counts as zero. Add 10 to the number you have picked and write the total in the <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ> section of your Action Chart (for example, if your pencil falls on the number 5 in the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>, you have a <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ> total of 15). When you fight an enemy in hand-to-hand combat, your <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ> will be measured against that of your enemy, so a high score in this section is desirable.</p>
+    <p>Your personal characteristics comprise two basic attributes: <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ> and <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ>. To discover your initial <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ>, take a pencil and, with your eyes closed, point the blunt end of it onto the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>. If you pick a 0 it counts as zero. Add 10 to the number you have picked and write the total in the <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ> section of your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a> (for example, if your pencil falls on the number 5 in the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>, you have a <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ> total of 15). When you fight an enemy in hand-to-hand combat, your <typ class="attribute">CLOSE COMBAT SKILL</typ> will be measured against that of your enemy, so a high score in this section is desirable.</p>

     <p>To discover your <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> level, repeat the process, but this time add 20 to the number you have picked from the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>. Write the total in the <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> section of your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a> (for example, if your pencil falls on the number 8 on the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>, you have a total <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> score of 28). If you are wounded in combat, or injured at any other time during your adventure, you will lose <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points. If, at any time, your <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points total falls to zero or below, you are dead and the adventure is over. You can regain lost <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points during the course of the adventure, but your <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> level can never rise above your initial score.</p>
 
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     <p>To discover your <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> level, repeat the process, but this time add 20 to the number you have picked from the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>. Write the total in the <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> section of your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a> (for example, if your pencil falls on the number 8 on the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>, you have a total <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> score of 28). If you are wounded in combat, or injured at any other time during your adventure, you will lose <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points. If, at any time, your <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points total falls to zero or below, you are dead and the adventure is over. You can regain lost <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points during the course of the adventure, but your <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> level can never rise above your initial score.</p>
 
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-       <p>If you have already completed any of the the previous <cite>Freeway Warrior</cite> adventures, 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 Tucson.</p>
+       <p>If you have already completed any of the previous <cite>Freeway Warrior</cite> adventures, 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 Tucson.</p>

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@@ -377,7 +377,7 @@
      <footnotes>
       <footnote id="weapons-1-foot" idref="weapons-1">
        <p>It is reasonably clear that the Machine Pistol should not be used if you have fewer than 6 rounds of 9mm ammunition.</p>
      <footnotes>
       <footnote id="weapons-1-foot" idref="weapons-1">
        <p>It is reasonably clear that the Machine Pistol should not be used if you have fewer than 6 rounds of 9mm ammunition.</p>

-       <p>For some readers, however, it may seem counterintuitive to have ammunition left but be unable to use the weapon. We suggest to these readers that when 9mm ammunition falls below 6 rounds, the Machine Pistol can be treated as a Pistol (cf. <a idref="sect333">Section 333</a>). While this is not a perfect solution, it is a reasonable compromise.</p>
+       <p>For some readers, however, it may seem counterintuitive to have ammunition left but be unable to use the weapon. We suggest to these readers that when 9mm ammunition falls below 6 rounds, the Machine Pistol can be treated as a Pistol (cf. <bookref series="fw" book="01hh" section="sect333">Section 333 of <cite>Highway Holocaust</cite></bookref>). While this is not a perfect solution, it is a reasonable compromise.</p>

       </footnote>
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@@ -485,7 +485,7 @@
       <p>The day after your arrival sees the withdrawal of Mad Dog Michigan<ch.apos/>s clan army from the vicinity of the Davis-Monthan air force base, stronghold of the Tucson colony. Scouts are sent to shadow the enemy and, later in the day, they return to report that the clansmen have pulled back to Nogales, a frontier town on the Mexican border. This hurried retreat reinforces the belief that Mad Dog perished when his speedster crashed into the Pantano Wash.</p>
       <p>Boosted by the arrival of your convoy, the Tucson colony now numbers over 130 men, women, and children. Supplies of food and water are adequate and, with the arrival of DC1<ch.apos/>s gasolene tanker, there is more than enough fuel to get you to California. Mike Gorgas, a former district attorney who is now the appointed leader of the Tucson colony, urges the other colony leaders to make preparations to leave the stronghold and head west without delay. The clan army may have suffered a setback but, sooner or later, prompted by a lack of supplies or a desire for revenge, they are sure to leave Nogales and attack the stronghold in force.</p>
       <p>There is also the threat of an attack by the Outlaws, an exceptionally vicious clan that controls the city of Phoenix. Among their number are many criminals who have been expelled from California since <quote>The Day</quote>. Their leader, Shiloh, is one such outcast. He has been exiled into the Omega Zone (the name Californians have given to the ravaged territories east of their state line), for murder, looting, and other, lesser, crimes he and his gang perpetrated in Los Angeles. During the past few months he has often crossed swords with the Tucson colony, resulting in deaths on both sides.</p>
       <p>The day after your arrival sees the withdrawal of Mad Dog Michigan<ch.apos/>s clan army from the vicinity of the Davis-Monthan air force base, stronghold of the Tucson colony. Scouts are sent to shadow the enemy and, later in the day, they return to report that the clansmen have pulled back to Nogales, a frontier town on the Mexican border. This hurried retreat reinforces the belief that Mad Dog perished when his speedster crashed into the Pantano Wash.</p>
       <p>Boosted by the arrival of your convoy, the Tucson colony now numbers over 130 men, women, and children. Supplies of food and water are adequate and, with the arrival of DC1<ch.apos/>s gasolene tanker, there is more than enough fuel to get you to California. Mike Gorgas, a former district attorney who is now the appointed leader of the Tucson colony, urges the other colony leaders to make preparations to leave the stronghold and head west without delay. The clan army may have suffered a setback but, sooner or later, prompted by a lack of supplies or a desire for revenge, they are sure to leave Nogales and attack the stronghold in force.</p>
       <p>There is also the threat of an attack by the Outlaws, an exceptionally vicious clan that controls the city of Phoenix. Among their number are many criminals who have been expelled from California since <quote>The Day</quote>. Their leader, Shiloh, is one such outcast. He has been exiled into the Omega Zone (the name Californians have given to the ravaged territories east of their state line), for murder, looting, and other, lesser, crimes he and his gang perpetrated in Los Angeles. During the past few months he has often crossed swords with the Tucson colony, resulting in deaths on both sides.</p>

-      <p>When the time comes to plan the route to California, the colony agrees that they should try at all costs to avoid contact with Shiloh<ch.apos/>s clan. Interstate 10 is the only highway out of Tucson capable of carrying the convoy at reasonable speed, yet it passes straight through the centre of Phoenix. The only alternative is to follow this highway as far as Arizona City and then switch to Interstate 8. The colony could then follow the freeway across southern Arizona to Yuma, traverse the Colorado River at this point, and continue, through the desert and mountains of southwest California, until finally reaching its goal<ch.emdash/>the city of San Diego.</p>
+      <p>When the time comes to plan the route to California, the colony agrees that they should try at all costs to avoid contact with Shiloh<ch.apos/>s clan. Interstate 10 is the only highway out of Tucson capable of carrying the convoy at reasonable speed, yet it passes straight through the centre of Phoenix. The only alternative is to follow this highway as far as Arizona City and then switch to Interstate 8. The colony could then follow the freeway across southern Arizona to Yuma, traverse the Colorado River at this point, and continue, through the desert and mountains of southern California, until finally reaching its goal<ch.emdash/>the city of San Diego.</p>

       <p>Much of the territory south of Phoenix is patrolled and controlled by the Outlaws. To avoid the risk of running headlong into a clan patrol, the colony appoints you and three others as scouts. Whilst the colonists complete their final preparations to leave the stronghold, you and the other scouts set off along Interstate 10 to check that the road ahead is clear.</p>
       <choice idref="sect235"><link-text>Turn to 235</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <p>Much of the territory south of Phoenix is patrolled and controlled by the Outlaws. To avoid the risk of running headlong into a clan patrol, the colony appoints you and three others as scouts. Whilst the colonists complete their final preparations to leave the stronghold, you and the other scouts set off along Interstate 10 to check that the road ahead is clear.</p>
       <choice idref="sect235"><link-text>Turn to 235</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -496,7 +496,7 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>Ahead you see a tall observation tower that rises high above the surrounding hills. It once provided sightseers with a magnificent view of the Anza-Borrego Desert Park; now it offers the perfect location for a radio transmission, clear of the surrounding peaks.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>Ahead you see a tall observation tower that rises high above the surrounding hills. It once provided sightseers with a magnificent view of the Anza-Borrego Desert Park; now it offers the perfect location for a radio transmission, clear of the surrounding peaks.</p>

-      <p>You leave the freeway and lead the convoy along an access road that is marked with signs pointing to the Desert View Tower. The electric elevator that once serviced the observation platform is beyond repair, so the powerful DC1 radio transmitter has to be carried all the way to the top up a flight of stairs. Once in position, Pop at last makes contact with Pine Valley.</p>
+      <p>You leave the freeway and lead the convoy along an access road that is marked with signs pointing to the Desert View Tower. The electric elevator that once serviced the observation platform is beyond repair, so the powerful DC1 radio transmitter has to be carried all the way to the top, up several flights of stairs. Once in position, Pop at last makes contact with Pine Valley.</p>

       <p>At first they believe that the call is an elaborate clan trick, but confidential WDL call codes are given by a handful of Tucson colonists who were league operatives before <quote>The Day</quote>. When these call codes are checked and discovered to be genuine, the Pine Valley outpost receives special authorization from army control in LA to allow the convoy into Fortress California. But this permission is coupled with certain conditions. A zero hour is given. The colony must reach Pine Valley at 11.00am, exactly one hour from now, if it is to be allowed to pass through the checkpoint. The army also insists that radio silence be maintained until your arrival, for the frequency you have been using is known to the Chargers and is often monitored. Pop agrees to the terms on behalf of the colony and signs off.</p>
       <p>Excited and eager to leave, the colonists return to their vehicles for the final journey to Pine Valley. You are one of the last to leave the tower and, when you are halfway down the ladder, you suddenly hear Rickenbacker shout a warning from the platform above: <quote>My God! There<ch.apos/>s a clan convoy on the freeway!</quote></p>
       <choice idref="sect320"><link-text>Turn to 320</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>At first they believe that the call is an elaborate clan trick, but confidential WDL call codes are given by a handful of Tucson colonists who were league operatives before <quote>The Day</quote>. When these call codes are checked and discovered to be genuine, the Pine Valley outpost receives special authorization from army control in LA to allow the convoy into Fortress California. But this permission is coupled with certain conditions. A zero hour is given. The colony must reach Pine Valley at 11.00am, exactly one hour from now, if it is to be allowed to pass through the checkpoint. The army also insists that radio silence be maintained until your arrival, for the frequency you have been using is known to the Chargers and is often monitored. Pop agrees to the terms on behalf of the colony and signs off.</p>
       <p>Excited and eager to leave, the colonists return to their vehicles for the final journey to Pine Valley. You are one of the last to leave the tower and, when you are halfway down the ladder, you suddenly hear Rickenbacker shout a warning from the platform above: <quote>My God! There<ch.apos/>s a clan convoy on the freeway!</quote></p>
       <choice idref="sect320"><link-text>Turn to 320</link-text>.</choice>


@@ -520,7 +520,7 @@
      <meta><title>4</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>4</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>Your burst of fire hits the clansman in the chest, killing him instantly. (Remember to deduct six rounds of 9mm ammunition from your Ammo Pouch.) The sight of his body tumbling backwards down the slope sends a shock wave through his confederates, and at once their attack falters. Encouraged by their sudden change of heart, you watch as they fall back towards their trucks, which are parked in the centre of the freeway.</p>
+      <p>Your burst of fire hits the clansman in the chest, killing him instantly. (Remember to deduct six rounds of 9mm ammunition from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) The sight of his body tumbling backwards down the slope sends a shock wave through his confederates, and at once their attack falters. Encouraged by their sudden change of heart, you watch as they fall back towards their trucks, which are parked in the centre of the freeway.</p>

       <choice idref="sect141"><link-text>Turn to 141</link-text>.</choice>
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       <choice idref="sect141"><link-text>Turn to 141</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -537,7 +537,7 @@
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>Shocked by what he has done, the clansman freezes, his watery eyes wide with disbelief as his companion slumps dead at your feet.</description>
        </meta>
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>Shocked by what he has done, the clansman freezes, his watery eyes wide with disbelief as his companion slumps dead at your feet.</description>
        </meta>

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@@ -574,8 +574,8 @@
      <data>
       <p>Your weapon strikes Mad Dog<ch.apos/>s shoulder blade, opening a deep wound. Screaming with pain, he stumbles backwards and, in doing so, raises his right arm towards the ceiling. The blade of his chainsaw rips into the wooden panelling as if it were paper-thin, but, when it cuts through a metal light-fitting, the deadly blade becomes jammed. Frantically, Mad Dog pulls at the handle in an effort to free the chainsaw before you can get back on your feet.</p>
       <choice idref="sect234">If you wish to look for your gun, <link-text>turn to 234</link-text>.</choice>
      <data>
       <p>Your weapon strikes Mad Dog<ch.apos/>s shoulder blade, opening a deep wound. Screaming with pain, he stumbles backwards and, in doing so, raises his right arm towards the ceiling. The blade of his chainsaw rips into the wooden panelling as if it were paper-thin, but, when it cuts through a metal light-fitting, the deadly blade becomes jammed. Frantically, Mad Dog pulls at the handle in an effort to free the chainsaw before you can get back on your feet.</p>
       <choice idref="sect234">If you wish to look for your gun, <link-text>turn to 234</link-text>.</choice>

-      <choice idref="sect105">If you wish to look for another close combat weapon, <link-text>turn to 105</link-text>.</choice>
-      <choice idref="sect27">If you wish to attack the clan leader with your bare hands before he can free his chainsaw, <link-text>turn to 27</link-text>.</choice>
+      <choice idref="sect105">If you no longer possess a close combat weapon and wish to look for another, <link-text>turn to 105</link-text>.</choice>
+      <choice idref="sect27">If you wish to attack the clan leader before he can free his chainsaw, <link-text>turn to 27</link-text>.</choice>

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@@ -610,8 +610,14 @@
     <section class="numbered" id="sect11">
      <meta><title>11</title></meta>
 
     <section class="numbered" id="sect11">
      <meta><title>11</title></meta>
 

+     <footnotes>
+      <footnote id="sect11-1-foot" idref="sect11-1">
+       <p>The instructions on how to use the Medi-kit are unclear. A reasonable way to interpret them is to restore 1 <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> point in addition to the 3 <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points typically restored by the Medi-kit. Another reasonable interpretation is that the Medi-kit is not as effective against this inflammation as usual and can only restore 1 <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> point.</p>
+      </footnote>
+     </footnotes>
+

      <data>
      <data>

-      <p>You reach the front door and pull it shut behind you to prevent the hornets from following you out into the street. The stings you have sustained to your face, neck, and hands throb painfully. If you possess at least three Medi-kit units, you are able to soothe the inflammation with some ointment: restore 1 <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> point. (If you wish to do this, remember to erase one Medi-kit unit from your list.)</p>
+      <p>You reach the front door and pull it shut behind you to prevent the hornets from following you out into the street. The stings you have sustained to your face, neck, and hands throb painfully. If you possess at least three Medi-kit units, you are able to soothe the inflammation with some ointment: restore 1 <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> point. (If you wish to do this, remember to erase one Medi-kit unit from your list.)<footref id="sect11-1" idref="sect11-1-foot"/></p>

       <p>When you have fully recovered from your encounter with the hornets, you check your equipment and return to Rickenbacker.</p>
       <choice idref="sect300"><link-text>Turn to 300</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <p>When you have fully recovered from your encounter with the hornets, you check your equipment and return to Rickenbacker.</p>
       <choice idref="sect300"><link-text>Turn to 300</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -624,6 +630,16 @@
      <data>
       <p>You force yourself to ignore the deadly hail of lead churning the ground around your feet, and concentrate all your efforts on reaching the safety of the alleyway. Seconds pass like hours until finally you enter the narrow, tunnel-like passage.</p>
       <p>At the far end you discover a battered pick-up truck, daubed with clan emblems and slogans, parked beside a fire-escape ladder that is lowered all the way to the ground.</p>
      <data>
       <p>You force yourself to ignore the deadly hail of lead churning the ground around your feet, and concentrate all your efforts on reaching the safety of the alleyway. Seconds pass like hours until finally you enter the narrow, tunnel-like passage.</p>
       <p>At the far end you discover a battered pick-up truck, daubed with clan emblems and slogans, parked beside a fire-escape ladder that is lowered all the way to the ground.</p>

+
+       <illustration class="inline">
+        <meta>
+         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
+        </meta>
+        <instance class="html" src="small3.png" width="386" height="141"  mime-type="image/png"/>
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+

       <choice idref="sect335">If you wish to stop and search the vehicle, <link-text>turn to 335</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect196">If you wish to climb the fire-escape ladder to the roof, <link-text>turn to 196</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <choice idref="sect335">If you wish to stop and search the vehicle, <link-text>turn to 335</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect196">If you wish to climb the fire-escape ladder to the roof, <link-text>turn to 196</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -728,6 +744,16 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>A splash of sparks lights up the lodge as your weapon is chewed up by the chainsaw<ch.apos/>s spinning toothed blade. Mad Dog<ch.apos/>s laugh becomes a malevolent snigger as he launches a wild, sweeping slice at your head. You avoid instant decapitation by rolling across the debris-strewn floor, but as you rise to your feet, a wave of dizziness robs you momentarily of your sight and you stumble backwards against the wall. Your vision clears, and as Mad Dog approaches, you duck below his wild sweeps and thrust your weapon at his chest. You draw first blood. The clan leader squeals like a stuck pig and pulls away, but quickly he recovers and attacks like a man possessed.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>A splash of sparks lights up the lodge as your weapon is chewed up by the chainsaw<ch.apos/>s spinning toothed blade. Mad Dog<ch.apos/>s laugh becomes a malevolent snigger as he launches a wild, sweeping slice at your head. You avoid instant decapitation by rolling across the debris-strewn floor, but as you rise to your feet, a wave of dizziness robs you momentarily of your sight and you stumble backwards against the wall. Your vision clears, and as Mad Dog approaches, you duck below his wild sweeps and thrust your weapon at his chest. You draw first blood. The clan leader squeals like a stuck pig and pulls away, but quickly he recovers and attacks like a man possessed.</p>

+
+       <illustration class="inline">
+        <meta>
+         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
+        </meta>
+        <instance class="html" src="small10.png" width="386" height="146"  mime-type="image/png"/>
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       <combat><enemy>Mad Dog Michigan</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">21</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">26</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect350">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 350</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <combat><enemy>Mad Dog Michigan</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">21</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">26</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect350">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 350</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -773,7 +799,7 @@
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>With a cry of pure hatred he lunges with the screwdriver and tries to drive it into your chest.</description>
        </meta>
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>With a cry of pure hatred he lunges with the screwdriver and tries to drive it into your chest.</description>
        </meta>

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@@ -788,8 +814,8 @@
      <meta><title>25</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>25</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>You raise your gun and squeeze the trigger just as the clansman looses off a second burst of fire. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) Bullets thud into the side of the car, dangerously close, but you fight the urge to dive for cover. The firing stops, and your adversary clutches at his chest and crumples in a heap in the doorway. Rickenbacker, having finally lost his patience, slams his gun angrily against the front of the car. To his surprise, the sudden impact is just what is needed to dislodge the faulty shell.</p>
-      <p>Then you hear running footsteps somewhere above and behind you. You turn in time to see two clansmen rushing to take up firing positions on the roof of a nearby bank. You shout a warning and immediately Rickenbacker spins around to face the threat. With no time to take proper aim, the two of you trust to your luck as you spray the parapet of the roof with gunfire (remember to erase an additional round of fire from your Ammo Pouch). Your swift action is rewarded: the clansmen are caught in your crossfire before they have you fixed in their sights. With gurgling screams they tumble from the roof of the bank and crash onto the street below.</p>
+      <p>You raise your gun and squeeze the trigger just as the clansman looses off a second burst of fire. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) Bullets thud into the side of the car, dangerously close, but you fight the urge to dive for cover. The firing stops, and your adversary clutches at his chest and crumples in a heap in the doorway. Rickenbacker, having finally lost his patience, slams his gun angrily against the front of the car. To his surprise, the sudden impact is just what is needed to dislodge the faulty shell.</p>
+      <p>Then you hear running footsteps somewhere above and behind you. You turn in time to see two clansmen rushing to take up firing positions on the roof of a nearby bank. You shout a warning and immediately Rickenbacker spins around to face the threat. With no time to take proper aim, the two of you trust to your luck as you spray the parapet of the roof with gunfire (remember to erase an additional round of fire from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>). Your swift action is rewarded: the clansmen are caught in your crossfire before they have you fixed in their sights. With gurgling screams they tumble from the roof of the bank and crash onto the street below.</p>

       <p><quote>You OK?</quote> asks Rickenbacker.</p>
       <p><quote>Sure, jus<ch.apos/> fine,</quote> you reply, confidently. <quote>I guess we<ch.apos/>d better check out the bodies, <ch.apos/>n<ch.apos/> make sure they<ch.apos/>re Outlaws.</quote></p>
       <p>He nods in agreement and follows as you walk across the street towards the fallen clansmen.</p>
       <p><quote>You OK?</quote> asks Rickenbacker.</p>
       <p><quote>Sure, jus<ch.apos/> fine,</quote> you reply, confidently. <quote>I guess we<ch.apos/>d better check out the bodies, <ch.apos/>n<ch.apos/> make sure they<ch.apos/>re Outlaws.</quote></p>
       <p>He nods in agreement and follows as you walk across the street towards the fallen clansmen.</p>


@@ -813,6 +839,16 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>You leap up and launch a two-footed kick to Mad Dog<ch.apos/>s chest that sends him sprawling. He drops the chainsaw and, as it crashes to the floor, the motor stalls and the buzzing stops. The clan leader reaches for a diver<ch.apos/>s knife, which is sheathed in a scabbard strapped to his thigh. The mirror-bright blade flashes in the gloom as he draws it and lunges at your chest.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>You leap up and launch a two-footed kick to Mad Dog<ch.apos/>s chest that sends him sprawling. He drops the chainsaw and, as it crashes to the floor, the motor stalls and the buzzing stops. The clan leader reaches for a diver<ch.apos/>s knife, which is sheathed in a scabbard strapped to his thigh. The mirror-bright blade flashes in the gloom as he draws it and lunges at your chest.</p>

+
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+        <meta>
+         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
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       <combat><enemy>Mad Dog Michigan</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">17</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">20</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect350">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 350</link-text>.</choice>
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       <choice idref="sect350">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 350</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -831,6 +867,16 @@
      <data>
       <p>The moment you input the correct number,<footref id="sect28-1" idref="sect28-1-foot"/> there is a faint <onomatopoeia>click</onomatopoeia> and the whirr of a hydraulic lock as it disengages. The vault door opens easily and inside you find what you have come here for: Atropine.</p>
       <p>You take the tub of Atropine tablets and check that its seal is intact; then you slip the tub into your pocket as you hurry out of the store and retrace your steps all the way back to the hospital exit. (You need not make a record of the Atropine on your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a>.)</p>
      <data>
       <p>The moment you input the correct number,<footref id="sect28-1" idref="sect28-1-foot"/> there is a faint <onomatopoeia>click</onomatopoeia> and the whirr of a hydraulic lock as it disengages. The vault door opens easily and inside you find what you have come here for: Atropine.</p>
       <p>You take the tub of Atropine tablets and check that its seal is intact; then you slip the tub into your pocket as you hurry out of the store and retrace your steps all the way back to the hospital exit. (You need not make a record of the Atropine on your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a>.)</p>

+
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+        <meta>
+         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
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       <p>As you leave the hospital and make your way back to your car, an armed clansman with a solar torch comes walking across the lot. You freeze in your tracks, and then hide behind one of the wrecked autos. Judging from the direction in which he is walking, there is a strong possibility that he will catch sight of your roadster before you reach it.</p>
       <choice idref="sect284">If you wish to sneak up and ambush the clansman before he reaches the roadster, <link-text>turn to 284</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect16">If you choose to stay where you are and observe his movements, <link-text>turn to 16</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>As you leave the hospital and make your way back to your car, an armed clansman with a solar torch comes walking across the lot. You freeze in your tracks, and then hide behind one of the wrecked autos. Judging from the direction in which he is walking, there is a strong possibility that he will catch sight of your roadster before you reach it.</p>
       <choice idref="sect284">If you wish to sneak up and ambush the clansman before he reaches the roadster, <link-text>turn to 284</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect16">If you choose to stay where you are and observe his movements, <link-text>turn to 16</link-text>.</choice>


@@ -874,7 +920,7 @@
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>In fear and surprise, the rattlesnake lashes out and attempts to sink its venomous fangs into your throat.</description>
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         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>In fear and surprise, the rattlesnake lashes out and attempts to sink its venomous fangs into your throat.</description>
        </meta>

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@@ -891,7 +937,7 @@
      <data>
       <p>The first you see of Ajo is a battered city-limits sign looming out of the dusty darkness. Night has now fallen, although visibility was already so poor that you hardly notice the transition from day to night. Buildings appear as grey silhouettes, featureless and indistinguishable from one another. Suddenly the fear strikes you that you may never find the Ajo hospital, and therefore the vital Atropine, in time to save Kate<ch.apos/>s life.</p>
       <p>You have no idea where the hospital is located, so you decide to try to find a town map. You bring your car around and point it at the nearest building so that the headlights illuminate a sign that is fixed to the wall. It reads:</p>
      <data>
       <p>The first you see of Ajo is a battered city-limits sign looming out of the dusty darkness. Night has now fallen, although visibility was already so poor that you hardly notice the transition from day to night. Buildings appear as grey silhouettes, featureless and indistinguishable from one another. Suddenly the fear strikes you that you may never find the Ajo hospital, and therefore the vital Atropine, in time to save Kate<ch.apos/>s life.</p>
       <p>You have no idea where the hospital is located, so you decide to try to find a town map. You bring your car around and point it at the nearest building so that the headlights illuminate a sign that is fixed to the wall. It reads:</p>

-      <signpost>AJO RANGER STATION</signpost>
+      <signpost>Ajo Ranger Station</signpost>

       <choice idref="sect228">If you wish to enter this building, <link-text>turn to 228</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect327">If you decide to continue along the highway, <link-text>turn to 327</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <choice idref="sect228">If you wish to enter this building, <link-text>turn to 228</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect327">If you decide to continue along the highway, <link-text>turn to 327</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>


@@ -902,7 +948,7 @@
      <meta><title>33</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>33</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>You fire first, easily beating your adversary to the draw, but to your horror your gunfire goes awry, missing its target by several feet. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) Undaunted by how near he has come to death, your enemy fixes you grimly in his sights and squeezes the trigger of his machine pistol.</p>
+      <p>You fire first, easily beating your adversary to the draw, but to your horror your gunfire goes awry, missing its target by several feet. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) Undaunted by how near he has come to death, your enemy fixes you grimly in his sights and squeezes the trigger of his machine pistol.</p>

       <choice idref="sect245">If you wish to dive to the ground to avoid being hit, <link-text>turn to 245</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect158">If you wish to fire a second time and are able to do so, <link-text>turn to 158</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <choice idref="sect245">If you wish to dive to the ground to avoid being hit, <link-text>turn to 245</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect158">If you wish to fire a second time and are able to do so, <link-text>turn to 158</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>


@@ -946,7 +992,7 @@
      <meta><title>37</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>37</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>Barlow throws his hands in the air as the force of your gunfire pitches him forwards. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) He crashes to the ground and immediately tries to rise, but it is a futile effort: he has sustained a fatal wound and death is but seconds away. The clan biker moves as if he is going to dismount and help his confederate. Then, realizing that he is beyond help, he quickly changes his mind and makes a hasty escape from the plaza.</p>
+      <p>Barlow throws his hands in the air as the force of your gunfire pitches him forwards. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) He crashes to the ground and immediately tries to rise, but it is a futile effort: he has sustained a fatal wound and death is but seconds away. The clan biker moves as if he is going to dismount and help his confederate. Then, realizing that he is beyond help, he quickly changes his mind and makes a hasty escape from the plaza.</p>

       <p>Rickenbacker and Cutter come running across the plaza and take cover with you behind the garbage cart. You tell them how you dispatched Barlow, and how you are now absolutely convinced that he was guilty.</p>
       <p><quote>You<ch.apos/>re right,</quote> says Cutter, glancing across at his motionless body. <quote>He must have been a clan infiltrator. I<ch.apos/>d hazard a guess that this whole attack was an effort by the Outlaws t<ch.apos/> get him out o<ch.apos/> here.</quote></p>
       <p><quote>Well now they<ch.apos/>re too late,</quote> you reply. <quote>His sentence has already been served in full.</quote></p>
       <p>Rickenbacker and Cutter come running across the plaza and take cover with you behind the garbage cart. You tell them how you dispatched Barlow, and how you are now absolutely convinced that he was guilty.</p>
       <p><quote>You<ch.apos/>re right,</quote> says Cutter, glancing across at his motionless body. <quote>He must have been a clan infiltrator. I<ch.apos/>d hazard a guess that this whole attack was an effort by the Outlaws t<ch.apos/> get him out o<ch.apos/> here.</quote></p>
       <p><quote>Well now they<ch.apos/>re too late,</quote> you reply. <quote>His sentence has already been served in full.</quote></p>


@@ -1020,8 +1066,18 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>You tug the transceiver from your backpack, only to discover that its power-pac has been smashed by a ricochet. (Delete the <typ class="item">CB Radio</typ> from your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a>.) The unit, having stopped a rifle bullet, has probably saved your life, but without a serviceable radio you are now unable to warn the convoy about the ambush.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>You tug the transceiver from your backpack, only to discover that its power-pac has been smashed by a ricochet. (Delete the <typ class="item">CB Radio</typ> from your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a>.) The unit, having stopped a rifle bullet, has probably saved your life, but without a serviceable radio you are now unable to warn the convoy about the ambush.</p>

+
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       <p>Rickenbacker glances at the broken transceiver and shakes his head. <quote>They<ch.apos/>ll be here in less than five minutes,</quote> he says, cocking his machine pistol. <quote>Let<ch.apos/>s see what we can do to make their welcome a little more friendly, shall we?</quote></p>
       <p>Rickenbacker glances at the broken transceiver and shakes his head. <quote>They<ch.apos/>ll be here in less than five minutes,</quote> he says, cocking his machine pistol. <quote>Let<ch.apos/>s see what we can do to make their welcome a little more friendly, shall we?</quote></p>

-      <p>With that he rises from his knees and empties an entire magazine at the clansmen<ch.apos/>s position. While he is firing, you chance a glance over the wing of the Roadster and see an alley lying directly opposite. It runs beside the cinema on which the clansmen are positioned. A black, perspex awning covers most of its length, hiding it from view of the surrounding rooftops.</p>
+      <p>With that he rises from his knees and empties an entire magazine at the clansmen<ch.apos/>s position. While he is firing, you chance a glance over the wing of the Roadster and see an alley lying directly opposite. It runs beside the cinema on which the clansmen are positioned. A black, Perspex awning covers most of its length, hiding it from view of the surrounding rooftops.</p>

       <p>When you look back, Rickenbacker is busy reloading. You tap his arm and point to the alley, saying, <quote>I<ch.apos/>m goin<ch.apos/> t<ch.apos/> try an<ch.apos/> get around the back. Cover me.</quote></p>
       <p>He grunts approvingly. The moment he re-opens fire, you break cover and sprint towards the alley as fast as your legs and your lungs will allow. You are ten yards from its welcoming darkness when bullets start to thud into the ground around your feet.</p>
       <p>Pick a number from the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a> and add to it your Stealth skill score.</p>
       <p>When you look back, Rickenbacker is busy reloading. You tap his arm and point to the alley, saying, <quote>I<ch.apos/>m goin<ch.apos/> t<ch.apos/> try an<ch.apos/> get around the back. Cover me.</quote></p>
       <p>He grunts approvingly. The moment he re-opens fire, you break cover and sprint towards the alley as fast as your legs and your lungs will allow. You are ten yards from its welcoming darkness when bullets start to thud into the ground around your feet.</p>
       <p>Pick a number from the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a> and add to it your Stealth skill score.</p>


@@ -1054,7 +1110,7 @@
       <p>Bullets ricochet off the hood and strike sparks in a line along the armoured plating that protects your door. Then there is a sharp <onomatopoeia>bang</onomatopoeia> and the steering suddenly feels heavy, warning you at once that one of your front tyres has been shot out.</p>
       <p>Add together your Driving skill score and your current <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points score.</p>
       <choice idref="sect187">If your total is 24 or less, <link-text>turn to 187</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>Bullets ricochet off the hood and strike sparks in a line along the armoured plating that protects your door. Then there is a sharp <onomatopoeia>bang</onomatopoeia> and the steering suddenly feels heavy, warning you at once that one of your front tyres has been shot out.</p>
       <p>Add together your Driving skill score and your current <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points score.</p>
       <choice idref="sect187">If your total is 24 or less, <link-text>turn to 187</link-text>.</choice>

-      <choice idref="sect165">If it is 25-30, <link-text>turn to 165</link-text>.</choice>
+      <choice idref="sect165">If it is 25<ch.endash/>30, <link-text>turn to 165</link-text>.</choice>

       <choice idref="sect274">If it is 31 or more, <link-text>turn to 274</link-text>.</choice>
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       <choice idref="sect274">If it is 31 or more, <link-text>turn to 274</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -1064,7 +1120,7 @@
      <meta><title>46</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>46</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>Your gunfire hits the clansman in the chest, sending him flying backwards to crash heavily against one of the barbecue ranges. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) As he slides to the ground, his limbs move jerkily; then his whole body relaxes, resigned to its fate.</p>
+      <p>Your gunfire hits the clansman in the chest, sending him flying backwards to crash heavily against one of the barbecue ranges. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) As he slides to the ground, his limbs move jerkily; then his whole body relaxes, resigned to its fate.</p>

       <p>Rickenbacker appears at the edge of the barbecue area, drawn by the sound of gunfire. His face is lined with worry until he sees that you are still standing.</p>
       <choice idref="sect305"><link-text>Turn to 305</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <p>Rickenbacker appears at the edge of the barbecue area, drawn by the sound of gunfire. His face is lined with worry until he sees that you are still standing.</p>
       <choice idref="sect305"><link-text>Turn to 305</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>


@@ -1107,6 +1163,16 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>You focus on the top of the outcrop, and at first you see nothing untoward. Then, about a minute later, a puff of smoke issues from the rock, as if a bullet has smacked into its surface. Patiently you watch the outcrop, half-expecting something else to happen. You do not have to wait very long: within a few minutes there is a rumbling noise, like the sound of distant thunder, and several giant cracks appear in the outcrop. Suddenly a whole section gives way and hundreds of tons of rock come tumbling down the mountainside.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>You focus on the top of the outcrop, and at first you see nothing untoward. Then, about a minute later, a puff of smoke issues from the rock, as if a bullet has smacked into its surface. Patiently you watch the outcrop, half-expecting something else to happen. You do not have to wait very long: within a few minutes there is a rumbling noise, like the sound of distant thunder, and several giant cracks appear in the outcrop. Suddenly a whole section gives way and hundreds of tons of rock come tumbling down the mountainside.</p>

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       <p>You watch open-mouthed as the landslide spills out across the freeway, blocking the lanes in both directions. Rickenbacker tugs at your sleeve and suggests that you turn around and drive back to the colony as fast as you can. Numbly you nod your head and reach out to restart the engine.</p>
       <choice idref="sect112"><link-text>Turn to 112</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <p>You watch open-mouthed as the landslide spills out across the freeway, blocking the lanes in both directions. Rickenbacker tugs at your sleeve and suggests that you turn around and drive back to the colony as fast as you can. Numbly you nod your head and reach out to restart the engine.</p>
       <choice idref="sect112"><link-text>Turn to 112</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -1118,7 +1184,7 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>The discordant blare of an air horn tells every driver to start his engine. Then the convoy moves off like a giant, disjointed metal snake, gradually gathering speed as it approaches the highway junction. Ahead you see the line of vehicles veer to the south and, as you approach the Crazies<ch.apos/> tented encampment, you hear the shrill cackle of their laughter.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>The discordant blare of an air horn tells every driver to start his engine. Then the convoy moves off like a giant, disjointed metal snake, gradually gathering speed as it approaches the highway junction. Ahead you see the line of vehicles veer to the south and, as you approach the Crazies<ch.apos/> tented encampment, you hear the shrill cackle of their laughter.</p>

-      <p>Some of the more daring clansmen are hurling stones and old auto parts at the speeding convoy. Most fall short or do minimal damage, but one missile<ch.emdash/>a frisbee-like auto disc<ch.emdash/>travels further than the rest. It arcs in the air above the DC1 school bus and comes falling straight towards your windshield.</p>
+      <p>Some of the more daring clansmen are hurling stones and old auto parts at the speeding convoy. Most fall short or do minimal damage, but one missile<ch.emdash/>a Frisbee-like auto disc<ch.emdash/>travels further than the rest. It arcs in the air above the DC1 school bus and comes falling straight towards your windshield.</p>

       <p>Pick a number from the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a> and add to it your Driving skill score.</p>
       <choice idref="sect137">If your total score is 5 or less, <link-text>turn to 137</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect6">If your total score is 6<ch.endash/>8, <link-text>turn to 6</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>Pick a number from the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a> and add to it your Driving skill score.</p>
       <choice idref="sect137">If your total score is 5 or less, <link-text>turn to 137</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect6">If your total score is 6<ch.endash/>8, <link-text>turn to 6</link-text>.</choice>


@@ -1142,7 +1208,7 @@
        <li>Dagger (2)</li>
        <li>Two Machine Pistols</li>
        <li>Twenty-eight rounds of 9mm ammunition</li>
        <li>Dagger (2)</li>
        <li>Two Machine Pistols</li>
        <li>Twenty-eight rounds of 9mm ammunition</li>

-       <li>One Pistol</li>
+       <li>Pistol</li>

        <li><typ class="item">HE Grenade</typ></li>
        <li><typ class="item">Tool Kit</typ></li>
        <li>Enough food for one Meal</li>
        <li><typ class="item">HE Grenade</typ></li>
        <li><typ class="item">Tool Kit</typ></li>
        <li>Enough food for one Meal</li>


@@ -1159,7 +1225,7 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>Breathless from the exertion of combat, you step over the clansman<ch.apos/>s body and move to the rear of the bus to check that Kate and your aunt are all right. Both look badly shaken but appear to be otherwise unharmed.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>Breathless from the exertion of combat, you step over the clansman<ch.apos/>s body and move to the rear of the bus to check that Kate and your aunt are all right. Both look badly shaken but appear to be otherwise unharmed.</p>

-      <p>You have only just helped them to their feet when Rickenbacker appears at the doorway. <quote>C<ch.apos/>mon Cal, we<ch.apos/>ve gotta get back to the roadster. Macy reports more Outlaws at the edge of town. We<ch.apos/>ve got to lead the convoy outta here.</quote></p>
+      <p>You have only just helped them to their feet when Rickenbacker appears at the doorway. <quote>C<ch.apos/>mon, Cal. We<ch.apos/>ve gotta get back to the roadster. Macy reports more Outlaws at the edge of town. We<ch.apos/>ve got to lead the convoy outta here.</quote></p>

       <p>Kate and Aunt Betty-Ann insist that they are all right, and urge you to do as your partner says. The colonists are beginning to return to their vehicles and, as you follow Rickenbacker across the plaza towards your roadster, it worries you to note that several of them are nursing wounds.</p>
       <p>When you are back behind the wheel once more, you signal to Cutter and the others follow your lead. Then you power your car out of Sentinel and head west along Interstate 8.</p>
       <choice idref="sect9"><link-text>Turn to 9</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>Kate and Aunt Betty-Ann insist that they are all right, and urge you to do as your partner says. The colonists are beginning to return to their vehicles and, as you follow Rickenbacker across the plaza towards your roadster, it worries you to note that several of them are nursing wounds.</p>
       <p>When you are back behind the wheel once more, you signal to Cutter and the others follow your lead. Then you power your car out of Sentinel and head west along Interstate 8.</p>
       <choice idref="sect9"><link-text>Turn to 9</link-text>.</choice>


@@ -1195,9 +1261,11 @@
      <data>
       <p>The route Jaeger took yesterday, when he hiked from the well in the mountains to Interstate 8, followed the course of the San Cristobal Wash. For him it was a difficult trail to follow on foot, and you soon discover that it is an even harder one to negotiate in a pick-up truck. The broken ground is deeply rutted and littered with boulders, and it takes more than an hour to make the fifteen-mile climb to the well.</p>
       <p>The well itself is located at the bottom of a bowl-shaped gully, shaded from the sun by two peaks of the Mohawk Mountains. A pump house stands beside the bore-hole, to which is affixed a sign that reads:</p>
      <data>
       <p>The route Jaeger took yesterday, when he hiked from the well in the mountains to Interstate 8, followed the course of the San Cristobal Wash. For him it was a difficult trail to follow on foot, and you soon discover that it is an even harder one to negotiate in a pick-up truck. The broken ground is deeply rutted and littered with boulders, and it takes more than an hour to make the fifteen-mile climb to the well.</p>
       <p>The well itself is located at the bottom of a bowl-shaped gully, shaded from the sun by two peaks of the Mohawk Mountains. A pump house stands beside the bore-hole, to which is affixed a sign that reads:</p>

-      <signpost>LUKE AIR FORCE RANGE</signpost>
-      <signpost>GARCIA WELL</signpost>
-      <signpost>US. GOVT. PROPERTY<ch.emdash/>KEEP OUT!</signpost>
+      <signpost>
+       <line>Luke Air Force Range</line>
+       <line>Garcia Well</line>
+       <line>US. Govt. Property<ch.emdash/><em>keep out!</em></line>
+      </signpost>

       <p>You park the pick-up beside the pump house and Jaeger helps you unload the containers. <quote>I had to draw the water up by hand yesterday,</quote> he says, nodding towards the bore-hole, <quote><ch.thinspace/><ch.apos/>cause I couldn<ch.apos/>t get the pump to work. I reckon it<ch.apos/>s OK<ch.emdash/>jus<ch.apos/> needs some gasolene, that<ch.apos/>s all. Maybe if we could siphon some fuel from the truck we could get its engine running. It<ch.apos/>d save us a whole lotta hard work.</quote></p>
       <choice idref="sect211">If you possess some Plastic Tube, <link-text>turn to 211</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect76">If you do not possess this item, <link-text>turn to 76</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>You park the pick-up beside the pump house and Jaeger helps you unload the containers. <quote>I had to draw the water up by hand yesterday,</quote> he says, nodding towards the bore-hole, <quote><ch.thinspace/><ch.apos/>cause I couldn<ch.apos/>t get the pump to work. I reckon it<ch.apos/>s OK<ch.emdash/>jus<ch.apos/> needs some gasolene, that<ch.apos/>s all. Maybe if we could siphon some fuel from the truck we could get its engine running. It<ch.apos/>d save us a whole lotta hard work.</quote></p>
       <choice idref="sect211">If you possess some Plastic Tube, <link-text>turn to 211</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect76">If you do not possess this item, <link-text>turn to 76</link-text>.</choice>


@@ -1209,7 +1277,7 @@
      <meta><title>56</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>56</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>You pull off the freeway and follow the service road towards a diner, the largest building in the rest-stop complex, and park your roadster as near to the entrance as possible. The diner has been vandalized by clansmen, and broken furniture and shattered glass litter its tiled floor. The strong smell of liquor wafts from the kitchen area and Rickenbacker says it warrants a closer look. He leads the way, his footfalls crunching loudly on the glass-strewn floor as he heads optimistically towards the kitchen<ch.apos/>s double doors.</p>
+      <p>You pull off the freeway, follow the service road towards a diner<ch.emdash/>the largest building in the rest-stop complex<ch.emdash/>and park your roadster as near to the entrance as possible. The diner has been vandalized by clansmen, and broken furniture and shattered glass litter its tiled floor. The strong smell of liquor wafts from the kitchen area and Rickenbacker says it warrants a closer look. He leads the way, his footfalls crunching loudly on the glass-strewn floor as he heads optimistically towards the kitchen<ch.apos/>s double doors.</p>

       <p><quote>I feel kinda thirsty all of a sudden,</quote> he says, as he pushes open the doors and strides into the darkened kitchen area. You are about to reply when a bottle comes flying through the air and smashes against the wall, missing your head by inches.</p>
       <p><quote>What the<ch.ellips/>!</quote> shouts your partner. He reaches for his machine pistol, but before he can unsling it from his shoulder, a dark shape leaps out from the shadows and pulls him roughly to the floor. Instinctively, you rush forward to help him, only to find yourself confronted by a drunken clansman wielding a broken bottle. He lets out a scream and a fetid gust of liquor-soaked breath assails your nostrils. You recoil in disgust and avoid being hit as viciously he stabs the bottle at your face.</p>
       <combat><enemy>Daytona</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">13</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">22</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <p><quote>I feel kinda thirsty all of a sudden,</quote> he says, as he pushes open the doors and strides into the darkened kitchen area. You are about to reply when a bottle comes flying through the air and smashes against the wall, missing your head by inches.</p>
       <p><quote>What the<ch.ellips/>!</quote> shouts your partner. He reaches for his machine pistol, but before he can unsling it from his shoulder, a dark shape leaps out from the shadows and pulls him roughly to the floor. Instinctively, you rush forward to help him, only to find yourself confronted by a drunken clansman wielding a broken bottle. He lets out a scream and a fetid gust of liquor-soaked breath assails your nostrils. You recoil in disgust and avoid being hit as viciously he stabs the bottle at your face.</p>
       <combat><enemy>Daytona</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">13</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">22</enemy-attribute></combat>


@@ -1228,7 +1296,7 @@
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>The moment he sees you, he levels his gun and begins firing at you from the hip.</description>
        </meta>
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>The moment he sees you, he levels his gun and begins firing at you from the hip.</description>
        </meta>

-       <instance class="html" src="ill4.png" width="386" height="629"  mime-type="image/png"/>
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@@ -1267,6 +1335,16 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>Beyond the door you discover an old locker room that served as a changing area and equipment store for the fire department officers and paramedics who were once stationed here. A quick search uncovers a Fire Extinguisher, a Fire Axe (3), and enough medical supplies for three Medi-kit units.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>Beyond the door you discover an old locker room that served as a changing area and equipment store for the fire department officers and paramedics who were once stationed here. A quick search uncovers a Fire Extinguisher, a Fire Axe (3), and enough medical supplies for three Medi-kit units.</p>

+
+       <illustration class="inline">
+        <meta>
+         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
+        </meta>
+        <instance class="html" src="small5.png" width="386" height="150"  mime-type="image/png"/>
+        <instance class="html-compatible" src="small5.gif" width="386" height="150"  mime-type="image/gif"/>
+        <instance class="pdf" src="small5.pdf" width="386" height="150"/>
+       </illustration>
+

       <p>If you wish to keep any of these items, remember to adjust your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a> accordingly.</p>
       <choice idref="sect19">To leave the fire station and continue, <link-text>turn to 19</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <p>If you wish to keep any of these items, remember to adjust your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a> accordingly.</p>
       <choice idref="sect19">To leave the fire station and continue, <link-text>turn to 19</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>


@@ -1483,7 +1561,7 @@
      <meta><title>78</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>78</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>You pull the trigger, and see the clansman hesitate in mid-step as your bullet punctures his chest. (Remember to deduct a round of 9mm ammunition from your Ammo Pouch.) A moment later he returns fire, but the impact of your slug has been enough to divert his aim, and his bullet passes harmlessly over your head. He staggers, and then falls, yet no sooner has his body hit the dirt than one of his screaming comrades leaps over him and dives headlong into the ditch. Growling like an angry dog, he knocks the pistol from your hand and lunges forwards to fasten his steely fingers around your throat.</p>
+      <p>You pull the trigger, and see the clansman hesitate in mid-step as your bullet punctures his chest. (Remember to deduct a round of 9mm ammunition from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) A moment later he returns fire, but the impact of your slug has been enough to divert his aim, and his bullet passes harmlessly over your head. He staggers, and then falls, yet no sooner has his body hit the dirt than one of his screaming comrades leaps over him and dives headlong into the ditch. Growling like an angry dog, he knocks the pistol from your hand and lunges forwards to fasten his steely fingers around your throat.</p>

       <combat><enemy>Stonewall</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">16</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">26</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect311">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 311</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <combat><enemy>Stonewall</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">16</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">26</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect311">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 311</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>


@@ -1508,6 +1586,16 @@
       <p>The elation you feel at having found the medicine store is dampened when you take stock of your surroundings. Tens of thousands of bottles and containers line the shelves, not only in this room but in several other adjoining storage areas as well. And to make matters worse, there seems to be no logical order to the way the medicines have been stored. It could take you a week or more to inspect them individually.</p>
       <p>Hoping to get lucky, you search the shelves for the better part of an hour until you notice, by chance, that the base of each container carries an index number. Now you concentrate your efforts on finding the catalogue, or file, that is the key to this storage system. Ironically, you discover it<ch.emdash/>a weighty computer print-out<ch.emdash/>lying in a drawer of the table on which you took refuge from the cockroaches.</p>
       <p>Within minutes of finding the print-out, you locate a tub of Atropine tablets. You check that its seal is intact, and then slip the tub into your pocket as you hurry back to the roadster. (You need not make a record of the Atropine on your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a>.)</p>
       <p>The elation you feel at having found the medicine store is dampened when you take stock of your surroundings. Tens of thousands of bottles and containers line the shelves, not only in this room but in several other adjoining storage areas as well. And to make matters worse, there seems to be no logical order to the way the medicines have been stored. It could take you a week or more to inspect them individually.</p>
       <p>Hoping to get lucky, you search the shelves for the better part of an hour until you notice, by chance, that the base of each container carries an index number. Now you concentrate your efforts on finding the catalogue, or file, that is the key to this storage system. Ironically, you discover it<ch.emdash/>a weighty computer print-out<ch.emdash/>lying in a drawer of the table on which you took refuge from the cockroaches.</p>
       <p>Within minutes of finding the print-out, you locate a tub of Atropine tablets. You check that its seal is intact, and then slip the tub into your pocket as you hurry back to the roadster. (You need not make a record of the Atropine on your <a idref="action">Action Chart</a>.)</p>

+
+       <illustration class="inline">
+        <meta>
+         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
+        </meta>
+        <instance class="html" src="small8.png" width="386" height="150"  mime-type="image/png"/>
+        <instance class="html-compatible" src="small8.gif" width="386" height="150"  mime-type="image/gif"/>
+        <instance class="pdf" src="small8.pdf" width="386" height="150"/>
+       </illustration>
+

       <choice idref="sect232"><link-text>Turn to 232</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
     </section>
       <choice idref="sect232"><link-text>Turn to 232</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
     </section>


@@ -1542,6 +1630,16 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>Mad Dog launches a wild, sweeping slice at your head. You avoid instant decapitation by rolling across the debris-strewn floor, but, as you rise to your feet, a wave of dizziness robs you momentarily of your sight, and you stumble backwards against the wall. Your vision clears, and as Mad Dog approaches, you duck below his wild sweeps and thrust your weapon at his chest. You draw first blood. The clan leader squeals like a stuck pig and pulls away, but quickly recovers and attacks like a man possessed.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>Mad Dog launches a wild, sweeping slice at your head. You avoid instant decapitation by rolling across the debris-strewn floor, but, as you rise to your feet, a wave of dizziness robs you momentarily of your sight, and you stumble backwards against the wall. Your vision clears, and as Mad Dog approaches, you duck below his wild sweeps and thrust your weapon at his chest. You draw first blood. The clan leader squeals like a stuck pig and pulls away, but quickly recovers and attacks like a man possessed.</p>

+
+       <illustration class="inline">
+        <meta>
+         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
+        </meta>
+        <instance class="html" src="small10.png" width="386" height="146"  mime-type="image/png"/>
+        <instance class="html-compatible" src="small10.gif" width="386" height="150"  mime-type="image/gif"/>
+        <instance class="pdf" src="small10.pdf" width="386" height="150"/>
+       </illustration>
+

       <combat><enemy>Mad Dog Michigan</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">21</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">26</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect350">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 350</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <combat><enemy>Mad Dog Michigan</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">21</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">26</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect350">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 350</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>


@@ -1560,12 +1658,12 @@
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>With a roar, the drums start to explode, showering the warehouse with liquid fire that triggers yet more explosions.</description>
        </meta>
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>With a roar, the drums start to explode, showering the warehouse with liquid fire that triggers yet more explosions.</description>
        </meta>

-       <instance class="html" src="ill5.png" width="386" height="618"  mime-type="image/png"/>
+       <instance class="html" src="ill5.png" width="386" height="621"  mime-type="image/png"/>

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       </illustration>
       <p>With a roar, the drums start to explode, showering the warehouse with liquid fire that triggers yet more explosions. With terror in your heart you look for a way to escape from the raging inferno. All you can see, through the billowing smoke and flame, is a staircase leading to an office on the first floor and a corridor marked by a sign that says:</p>
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       <p>With a roar, the drums start to explode, showering the warehouse with liquid fire that triggers yet more explosions. With terror in your heart you look for a way to escape from the raging inferno. All you can see, through the billowing smoke and flame, is a staircase leading to an office on the first floor and a corridor marked by a sign that says:</p>

-      <signpost>TEST LABORATORIES THIS WAY</signpost>
+      <signpost>Test Laboratories This Way</signpost>

       <choice idref="sect343">If you wish to climb the stairs to the office, <link-text>turn to 343</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect111">If you wish to follow the corridor to the test laboratories, <link-text>turn to 111</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <choice idref="sect343">If you wish to climb the stairs to the office, <link-text>turn to 343</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect111">If you wish to follow the corridor to the test laboratories, <link-text>turn to 111</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>


@@ -1662,12 +1760,18 @@
     <section class="numbered" id="sect92">
      <meta><title>92</title></meta>
 
     <section class="numbered" id="sect92">
      <meta><title>92</title></meta>
 

+     <footnotes>
+      <footnote id="sect92-1-foot" idref="sect92-1">
+       <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>
+      </footnote>
+     </footnotes>
+

      <data>
       <p>The grenade passes over the truck and explodes, throwing little but dust and shrapnel into the air. The dull boom alerts the other clansmen and suddenly all hell breaks loose. They leap to their feet and come running across the bridge, cursing and fumbling for their weapons as they do so. You hobble to the truck and take cover as Rickenbacker, hoping to buy you the precious seconds you need in order to destroy the radio transceiver, opens fire at the approaching clansmen.</p>
       <p>As you move along the side of the truck, you notice a keg of blasting powder resting in the back with a self-lighting fuse attached to its top. Rather than attempting to batter the radio to pieces, you decide to blow it up instead. A sharp tug is all that is required to set off the fuse; then you run towards Rickenbacker as fast as your aching foot will allow. As you jump into the ditch, there is a jarring boom and a brilliant flash of bright orange flame as the truck explodes.</p>
       <p><quote>What the heck<ch.ellips/>!</quote> gasps Rickenbacker, stunned by the unexpected force of the second explosion.</p>
       <p><quote>They had a keg of blasting powder in the back,</quote> you cry, shouting to make yourself heard above the rumbling echo of the explosion. <quote>So I pulled the fuse!</quote></p>
      <data>
       <p>The grenade passes over the truck and explodes, throwing little but dust and shrapnel into the air. The dull boom alerts the other clansmen and suddenly all hell breaks loose. They leap to their feet and come running across the bridge, cursing and fumbling for their weapons as they do so. You hobble to the truck and take cover as Rickenbacker, hoping to buy you the precious seconds you need in order to destroy the radio transceiver, opens fire at the approaching clansmen.</p>
       <p>As you move along the side of the truck, you notice a keg of blasting powder resting in the back with a self-lighting fuse attached to its top. Rather than attempting to batter the radio to pieces, you decide to blow it up instead. A sharp tug is all that is required to set off the fuse; then you run towards Rickenbacker as fast as your aching foot will allow. As you jump into the ditch, there is a jarring boom and a brilliant flash of bright orange flame as the truck explodes.</p>
       <p><quote>What the heck<ch.ellips/>!</quote> gasps Rickenbacker, stunned by the unexpected force of the second explosion.</p>
       <p><quote>They had a keg of blasting powder in the back,</quote> you cry, shouting to make yourself heard above the rumbling echo of the explosion. <quote>So I pulled the fuse!</quote></p>

-      <p>As the dust clears, the clansmen struggle to their feet and run towards the blazing remains of their truck. As they get nearer, you take up your gun and prepare to open fire.</p>
+      <p>As the dust clears, the clansmen struggle to their feet and run towards the blazing remains of their truck. As they get nearer, you take up your gun and prepare to open fire.<footref id="sect92-1" idref="sect92-1-foot"/></p>

       <choice idref="sect138"><link-text>Turn to 138</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
     </section>
       <choice idref="sect138"><link-text>Turn to 138</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
     </section>


@@ -1688,7 +1792,7 @@
      <meta><title>94</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>94</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>Your gunfire misses the fleeing traitor by a hand<ch.apos/>s breadth. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) The sheer closeness of it makes him dive to the ground, but when a second burst does not materialize, he scrambles quickly to his feet and runs head-up towards the waiting clan biker. The moment he is astride the pillion, the clansman winds back the throttle and the two of them make their getaway along a side street bordering the plaza.</p>
+      <p>Your gunfire misses the fleeing traitor by a hand<ch.apos/>s breadth. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) The sheer closeness of it makes him dive to the ground, but when a second burst does not materialize, he scrambles quickly to his feet and runs head-up towards the waiting clan biker. The moment he is astride the pillion, the clansman winds back the throttle and the two of them make their getaway along a side street bordering the plaza.</p>

       <p>As the traitor and his confederate disappear, Rickenbacker and Cutter come running across the plaza and take cover with you behind the garbage cart. Quickly you tell them that Barlow has escaped and that you are now absolutely convinced he was guilty.</p>
       <p><quote>You<ch.apos/>re right,</quote> says Cutter. <quote>He must have been a clan infiltrator. I<ch.apos/>d hazard a guess that this whole attack was staged t<ch.apos/> get him out o<ch.apos/> here.</quote></p>
       <p>From behind the metal lip of the garbage cart you survey the battle that is raging around the plaza. Most of the colonists have now armed themselves and taken cover, and they are putting up a worthy defence of the vehicles. The few clansmen you do see are either dead or attempting to escape from the town now that they have achieved their objective. All of them, that is, apart from one. He is a blond-haired thug, dressed in a studded leather vest and striped pants, who is busy hammering at the glass door panels of the DC1 school bus with the stock of his machine pistol. The sight of him senselessly attacking the door of the empty bus does not bother you unduly until you remember that there is one person still on board the bus<ch.emdash/>Kate<ch.emdash/>and your heart nearly stops with shock.</p>
       <p>As the traitor and his confederate disappear, Rickenbacker and Cutter come running across the plaza and take cover with you behind the garbage cart. Quickly you tell them that Barlow has escaped and that you are now absolutely convinced he was guilty.</p>
       <p><quote>You<ch.apos/>re right,</quote> says Cutter. <quote>He must have been a clan infiltrator. I<ch.apos/>d hazard a guess that this whole attack was staged t<ch.apos/> get him out o<ch.apos/> here.</quote></p>
       <p>From behind the metal lip of the garbage cart you survey the battle that is raging around the plaza. Most of the colonists have now armed themselves and taken cover, and they are putting up a worthy defence of the vehicles. The few clansmen you do see are either dead or attempting to escape from the town now that they have achieved their objective. All of them, that is, apart from one. He is a blond-haired thug, dressed in a studded leather vest and striped pants, who is busy hammering at the glass door panels of the DC1 school bus with the stock of his machine pistol. The sight of him senselessly attacking the door of the empty bus does not bother you unduly until you remember that there is one person still on board the bus<ch.emdash/>Kate<ch.emdash/>and your heart nearly stops with shock.</p>


@@ -1703,7 +1807,7 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>Carefully you wind the strap of your rifle around your left forearm for extra stability, and then settle against the lip of the hollow and take aim at the distant figure. When you are sure that you are on target, you fire, but at that precise moment a cloud of oily smoke wafts up from the burning barricade and obscures your view. The smoke clears quickly, but when it does there is no trace of Mad Dog Michigan.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>Carefully you wind the strap of your rifle around your left forearm for extra stability, and then settle against the lip of the hollow and take aim at the distant figure. When you are sure that you are on target, you fire, but at that precise moment a cloud of oily smoke wafts up from the burning barricade and obscures your view. The smoke clears quickly, but when it does there is no trace of Mad Dog Michigan.</p>

-      <p>Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.</p>
+      <p>Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.</p>

       <choice idref="sect154"><link-text>Turn to 154</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
     </section>
       <choice idref="sect154"><link-text>Turn to 154</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
     </section>


@@ -1736,7 +1840,7 @@
      <meta><title>98</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>98</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>Your shot goes wide, tearing a chunk of masonry from the parapet of the roof to the left of the clan group. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) Alerted by the noise and the muzzle flash, the two riflemen swing around and pour a withering hail of automatic fire at you. You try to duck back, but an agonizing pain erupts in the centre of your forehead and you are lifted off your feet by the force of the high-velocity bullet that has penetrated your skull.</p>
+      <p>Your shot goes wide, tearing a chunk of masonry from the parapet of the roof to the left of the clan group. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) Alerted by the noise and the muzzle flash, the two riflemen swing around and pour a withering hail of automatic fire at you. You try to duck back, but an agonizing pain erupts in the centre of your forehead and you are lifted off your feet by the force of the high-velocity bullet that has penetrated your skull.</p>

       <p>Blinded and numbed by the shock of impact, you fail to stop yourself from tumbling over the edge of the fire escape platform. Mercifully, death claims you before you crash head-first through the roof of the clan truck that is parked in the alley below.</p>
       <deadend>Your journey and your life terminate here at Wellton, Arizona.</deadend>
      </data>
       <p>Blinded and numbed by the shock of impact, you fail to stop yourself from tumbling over the edge of the fire escape platform. Mercifully, death claims you before you crash head-first through the roof of the clan truck that is parked in the alley below.</p>
       <deadend>Your journey and your life terminate here at Wellton, Arizona.</deadend>
      </data>


@@ -1771,7 +1875,7 @@
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description><ch.lsquot/>My name<ch.apos/>s Brent Jaeger,<ch.rsquot/> he says, and tentatively offers his hand in friendship.</description>
        </meta>
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description><ch.lsquot/>My name<ch.apos/>s Brent Jaeger,<ch.rsquot/> he says, and tentatively offers his hand in friendship.</description>
        </meta>

-       <instance class="html" src="ill6.png" width="386" height="551"  mime-type="image/png"/>
+       <instance class="html" src="ill6.png" width="386" height="562"  mime-type="image/png"/>

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@@ -1818,7 +1922,7 @@
      <meta><title>103</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>103</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p>You take aim and fire at a point waist-high in the centre of the hut<ch.apos/>s wooden panelling, to the left of the open door. Your gunfire blasts a large hole in the rotten timbers, and you can now see that the hut is empty. (Remember to erase this round of fire from your Ammo Pouch.)</p>
+      <p>You take aim and fire at a point waist-high in the centre of the hut<ch.apos/>s wooden panelling, to the left of the open door. Your gunfire blasts a large hole in the rotten timbers, and you can now see that the hut is empty. (Remember to erase this round of fire from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.)</p>

       <p>Cursing your luck you turn to look elsewhere for clues to his whereabouts. Then, as you move away from the playground, a burst of automatic gunfire rings out from the other side of the site.</p>
       <p><quote>Rickenbacker,</quote> you whisper to yourself, as you turn to run back towards the truck and the parking lot.</p>
       <choice idref="sect259"><link-text>Turn to 259</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>Cursing your luck you turn to look elsewhere for clues to his whereabouts. Then, as you move away from the playground, a burst of automatic gunfire rings out from the other side of the site.</p>
       <p><quote>Rickenbacker,</quote> you whisper to yourself, as you turn to run back towards the truck and the parking lot.</p>
       <choice idref="sect259"><link-text>Turn to 259</link-text>.</choice>


@@ -1843,6 +1947,16 @@
 
      <data>
       <p>You notice a Hunting Knife (2) lying nearby, on top of an office cabinet, and quickly grab it as Mad Dog launches a wild, sweeping slice at your head. You avoid instant decapitation by rolling across the debris-strewn floor, but, as you rise to your feet, a wave of dizziness robs you momentarily of your sight, and you stumble backwards against the wall. Your vision clears, and, as Mad Dog approaches, you duck below his wild sweeps and thrust your weapon at his chest. You draw first blood. The clan leader squeals like a stuck pig and pulls away, but quickly recovers and attacks like a man possessed.</p>
 
      <data>
       <p>You notice a Hunting Knife (2) lying nearby, on top of an office cabinet, and quickly grab it as Mad Dog launches a wild, sweeping slice at your head. You avoid instant decapitation by rolling across the debris-strewn floor, but, as you rise to your feet, a wave of dizziness robs you momentarily of your sight, and you stumble backwards against the wall. Your vision clears, and, as Mad Dog approaches, you duck below his wild sweeps and thrust your weapon at his chest. You draw first blood. The clan leader squeals like a stuck pig and pulls away, but quickly recovers and attacks like a man possessed.</p>

+
+       <illustration class="inline">
+        <meta>
+         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
+        </meta>
+        <instance class="html" src="small10.png" width="386" height="146"  mime-type="image/png"/>
+        <instance class="html-compatible" src="small10.gif" width="386" height="150"  mime-type="image/gif"/>
+        <instance class="pdf" src="small10.pdf" width="386" height="150"/>
+       </illustration>
+

       <combat><enemy>Mad Dog Michigan</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">18</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">20</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect350">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 350</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>
       <combat><enemy>Mad Dog Michigan</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">18</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">20</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <choice idref="sect350">If you win the combat, <link-text>turn to 350</link-text>.</choice>
      </data>


@@ -1885,7 +1999,8 @@
      <meta><title>109</title></meta>
 
      <data>
      <meta><title>109</title></meta>
 
      <data>

-      <p><quote>I count six of them<ch.ellips/>and a truck,</quote> says Rickenbacker, as he peers through the dirty windshield at the distant bridge: <quote>They<ch.apos/>re from Yuma,</quote> offers Cookie. <quote>Puma scouts. Probably part of the group that came lookin<ch.apos/> for me.</quote></p>
+      <p><quote>I count six of them<ch.ellips/>and a truck,</quote> says Rickenbacker, as he peers through the dirty windshield at the distant bridge.</p>
+      <p><quote>They<ch.apos/>re from Yuma,</quote> offers Cookie. <quote>Puma scouts. Probably part of the group that came lookin<ch.apos/> for me.</quote></p>

       <p>Carefully you assess the situation. A frontal attack on the bridge could prove costly, and the long whiplash aerial that you see fixed to the clansmen<ch.apos/>s pick-up can only mean that they are in contact with their base at Yuma. It would not take very long for their leader, Pentagon, to send reinforcements if the scouts radioed that they were under attack. The foul, black waters of the Gila River may look uninviting, but at least they are shallow and fordable, and it would be easy for you to circle around this bridge in the pick-up and cross further upstream, where you could not be seen. However, no matter how shallow the water, the convoy<ch.apos/>s buses would never make it. No, the only way the convoy is going to reach the Imperial Reservoir is by crossing here at this bridge.</p>
       <p>Rickenbacker, who has been given a transceiver by Pop Ewell, radios the convoy to inform them of the situation. At once they suspect that Cookie is trying to lead you into a trap. He denies the charge, and in order to prove his good intent, he offers to try to lure the clansmen away from the bridge.</p>
       <p>Pick a number from the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>.</p>
       <p>Carefully you assess the situation. A frontal attack on the bridge could prove costly, and the long whiplash aerial that you see fixed to the clansmen<ch.apos/>s pick-up can only mean that they are in contact with their base at Yuma. It would not take very long for their leader, Pentagon, to send reinforcements if the scouts radioed that they were under attack. The foul, black waters of the Gila River may look uninviting, but at least they are shallow and fordable, and it would be easy for you to circle around this bridge in the pick-up and cross further upstream, where you could not be seen. However, no matter how shallow the water, the convoy<ch.apos/>s buses would never make it. No, the only way the convoy is going to reach the Imperial Reservoir is by crossing here at this bridge.</p>
       <p>Rickenbacker, who has been given a transceiver by Pop Ewell, radios the convoy to inform them of the situation. At once they suspect that Cookie is trying to lead you into a trap. He denies the charge, and in order to prove his good intent, he offers to try to lure the clansmen away from the bridge.</p>
       <p>Pick a number from the <a idref="random">Random Number Table</a>.</p>


@@ -1936,7 +2051,7 @@
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-      <p>You raise your gun and fire at the first enemy clansman you see, but your gunfire is rushed and poorly aimed and misses him by a wide mark. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.)</p>
+      <p>You raise your gun and fire at the first enemy clansman you see, but your gunfire is rushed and poorly aimed and misses him by a wide mark. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.)</p>

       <p>One of the raiding party singles you out as a target. His burst of fire rips up the ground around your feet, and you are knocked down by a ricocheting slug: lose 4 <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points.</p>
       <choice idref="sect171">To continue, <link-text>turn to 171</link-text>.</choice>
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       <p>One of the raiding party singles you out as a target. His burst of fire rips up the ground around your feet, and you are knocked down by a ricocheting slug: lose 4 <typ class="attribute">ENDURANCE</typ> points.</p>
       <choice idref="sect171">To continue, <link-text>turn to 171</link-text>.</choice>
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-      <p>You fire a short burst and see the clansman shudder as a line of bullet holes appears across his chest. (Remember to deduct six rounds of 9mm ammunition from your Ammo Pouch.) A second later he returns fire, but the impact of your slugs has diverted his aim and his bullet passes harmlessly over your shoulder. He staggers and falls. No sooner has his body hit the dirt than one of his screaming comrades leaps over him and dives straight at you with his hands outstretched. Before you can fire again, he grapples the machine pistol from your hands, and then lunges forwards to fasten his steely fingers around your throat.</p>
+      <p>You fire a short burst and see the clansman shudder as a line of bullet holes appears across his chest. (Remember to deduct six rounds of 9mm ammunition from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) A second later he returns fire, but the impact of your slugs has diverted his aim and his bullet passes harmlessly over your shoulder. He staggers and falls. No sooner has his body hit the dirt than one of his screaming comrades leaps over him and dives straight at you with his hands outstretched. Before you can fire again, he grapples the machine pistol from your hands, and then lunges forwards to fasten his steely fingers around your throat.</p>

       <combat><enemy>Blowback</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">16</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">28</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <p>Owing to the suddenness of the attack, you cannot make use of a close combat weapon until the second round of combat.</p>
       <choice idref="sect311">If you win the fight, <link-text>turn to 311</link-text>.</choice>
       <combat><enemy>Blowback</enemy><enemy-attribute class="closecombatskill">16</enemy-attribute><enemy-attribute class="endurance">28</enemy-attribute></combat>
       <p>Owing to the suddenness of the attack, you cannot make use of a close combat weapon until the second round of combat.</p>
       <choice idref="sect311">If you win the fight, <link-text>turn to 311</link-text>.</choice>


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       <p>As you bring the truck to a halt, Rickenbacker takes up his machine pistol in expectation of trouble. The clansman seems to be alone, and you notice that there is only one motorcycle parked beside the cabin from which he emerged. This cabin stands at the entrance to what was once a state-run campsite.</p>
       <p>After a few seconds, the clansman<ch.apos/>s smile wears thin. He takes up a pair of binoculars, which are hanging around his neck, and focuses them on your truck. With a start, he drops them, turns, and runs through the campsite entrance.</p>
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       <p>As you bring the truck to a halt, Rickenbacker takes up his machine pistol in expectation of trouble. The clansman seems to be alone, and you notice that there is only one motorcycle parked beside the cabin from which he emerged. This cabin stands at the entrance to what was once a state-run campsite.</p>
       <p>After a few seconds, the clansman<ch.apos/>s smile wears thin. He takes up a pair of binoculars, which are hanging around his neck, and focuses them on your truck. With a start, he drops them, turns, and runs through the campsite entrance.</p>

-      <p><quote>He<ch.apos/>s seen us!</quote> hisses Rickenbacker. <quote>Quick Cal, let<ch.apos/>s get him before he gets away.</quote></p>
-      <p>Hurriedly you put your foot down and drive through the entrance gate. Beyond lies a cluster of log cabins, grouped in a horseshoe formation around a central parking area. As you squeal to a halt, the clansman is nowhere to be seen. <quote>We<ch.apos/>ve gotta find him<ch.ellips/>, and quick!</quote> says Rickenbacker, leaping from the passenger door. <quote>You search one side of the camp and I<ch.apos/>ll search the other.</quote></p>
+      <p><quote>He<ch.apos/>s seen us!</quote> hisses Rickenbacker. <quote>Quick, Cal. Let<ch.apos/>s get him before he gets away.</quote></p>
+      <p>Hurriedly you put your foot down and drive through the entrance gate. Beyond lies a cluster of log cabins, grouped in a horseshoe formation around a central parking area. As you squeal to a halt, the clansman is nowhere to be seen. <quote>We<ch.apos/>ve gotta find him<ch.ellips/>and quick!</quote> says Rickenbacker, leaping from the passenger door. <quote>You search one side of the camp and I<ch.apos/>ll search the other.</quote></p>

       <choice idref="sect120">If you wish to search the cabins on the south side of the campsite, <link-text>turn to 120</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect323">If you wish to search the cabins on the north side of the campsite, <link-text>turn to 323</link-text>.</choice>
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       <choice idref="sect120">If you wish to search the cabins on the south side of the campsite, <link-text>turn to 120</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect323">If you wish to search the cabins on the north side of the campsite, <link-text>turn to 323</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -2171,7 +2286,7 @@
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-      <p>Your burst of gunfire hits both of the riflemen, sending them tumbling over the edge of the parapet. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) The remaining clansman, whom you first saw seated next to the parapet, cowers on the ground like a frightened child as you rush across the roof. His hands have been tied behind his back and, as you bend to grab hold of his arms to pull him to his feet, he pleads for his life. <quote>Don<ch.apos/>t kill me, please don<ch.apos/>t kill me,</quote> he cries. <quote>I<ch.apos/>ll help you; I can help you, if you<ch.apos/>ll just let me live.</quote></p>
+      <p>Your burst of gunfire hits both of the riflemen, sending them tumbling over the edge of the parapet. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) The remaining clansman, whom you first saw seated next to the parapet, cowers on the ground like a frightened child as you rush across the roof. His hands have been tied behind his back and, as you bend to grab hold of his arms to pull him to his feet, he pleads for his life. <quote>Don<ch.apos/>t kill me, please don<ch.apos/>t kill me,</quote> he cries. <quote>I<ch.apos/>ll help you; I can help you, if you<ch.apos/>ll just let me live.</quote></p>

       <p>You shout an all clear to Rickenbacker in the street below, and, as you turn your face away, you see the headlights of the convoy vehicles as they enter the town.</p>
       <p>Without untying his hands, you escort the clansman down slowly from the roof and retrace your steps along the alley that leads back to the main street.</p>
       <choice idref="sect340"><link-text>Turn to 340</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>You shout an all clear to Rickenbacker in the street below, and, as you turn your face away, you see the headlights of the convoy vehicles as they enter the town.</p>
       <p>Without untying his hands, you escort the clansman down slowly from the roof and retrace your steps along the alley that leads back to the main street.</p>
       <choice idref="sect340"><link-text>Turn to 340</link-text>.</choice>


@@ -2275,7 +2390,7 @@
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>Suddenly a howl splits the silence and the dark shape leaps up at your chest.</description>
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         <description>Suddenly a howl splits the silence and the dark shape leaps up at your chest.</description>
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-      <p>You fire and hit the clansman in the upper chest. The force of the impact, at such close range, sends his gun flying out of his hands and spins him backwards to the ground. For a few moments his limbs move jerkily; then his whole body relaxes as if resigned to its fate. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.)</p>
+      <p>You fire and hit the clansman in the upper chest. The force of the impact, at such close range, sends his gun flying out of his hands and spins him backwards to the ground. For a few moments his limbs move jerkily; then his whole body relaxes as if resigned to its fate. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.)</p>

       <p>Rickenbacker appears at the edge of the barbecue area, drawn by the sound of gunfire. His face is lined with worry until he sees that you are still standing.</p>
       <choice idref="sect305"><link-text>Turn to 305</link-text>.</choice>
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       <p>Rickenbacker appears at the edge of the barbecue area, drawn by the sound of gunfire. His face is lined with worry until he sees that you are still standing.</p>
       <choice idref="sect305"><link-text>Turn to 305</link-text>.</choice>
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-      <p>As you enter the pass and approach a section where a rocky outcrop overhangs the westbound Lanes of the freeway, you notice a glint of sunlight reflecting off something perched on the peak of the outcrop. It occurs to you that it could just be a trick of the light, but it could just as easily be a clan sniper lying in ambush!</p>
+      <p>As you enter the pass and approach a section where a rocky outcrop overhangs the westbound lanes of the freeway, you notice a glint of sunlight reflecting off something perched on the peak of the outcrop. It occurs to you that it could just be a trick of the light, but it could just as easily be a clan sniper lying in ambush!</p>

       <choice idref="sect96">If you wish to bring your roadster to a halt, <link-text>turn to 96</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect348">If you decide to continue through the pass without slowing, <link-text>turn to 348</link-text>.</choice>
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       <choice idref="sect96">If you wish to bring your roadster to a halt, <link-text>turn to 96</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect348">If you decide to continue through the pass without slowing, <link-text>turn to 348</link-text>.</choice>
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@@ -2462,7 +2577,7 @@
         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>There is a terrific flash on the freeway as Mad Dog Michigan<ch.apos/>s speedster comes smashing through the burning barricade.</description>
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         <description>There is a terrific flash on the freeway as Mad Dog Michigan<ch.apos/>s speedster comes smashing through the burning barricade.</description>
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       <p>Shortly after noon, the colony arrives in Eloy. With a mixture of pride and apprehension, you watch as Pecos Pete<ch.apos/>s tow truck leads the convoy of fifteen vehicles along the main street, and brings them to a halt in a line outside the entrance to the town<ch.apos/>s municipal park. Kate waves at you from a window of the DC1 school bus and quickly you leave your roadster to meet her and the other colonists.</p>
       <p>Aunt Betty-Ann offers you some excellent food, which she has prepared especially for the journey, and while you and Kate are enjoying an unexpected meal together, Mike Gorgas, leader of the Tucson contingent, climbs aboard the bus to speak with you. The colony has decided that the idea of creating a diversion to draw the Outlaws away from the freeway intersection is the best chance they have of reaching Interstate 8 intact. He wants you and Rickenbacker to set fires in the suburbs of Arizona City that are big enough to draw the clansmen away. Macy and Langdon will watch the clan encampment, and as soon as they are sure that the plan is working, they will fire a distress flare. That will be the convoy<ch.apos/>s signal to move. It will also be your signal to get out of Arizona City as fast as you can. As soon as you are away, you are to head for the town of Gila Bend and rejoin the convoy there around sunset.</p>
       <p>After your meal, you say goodbye to Kate and try to assuage her fears by promising that you will take good care of yourself. The other members of the DC1 contingent wish you good luck, including your old friend Cutter Jacks, who wishes he could come with you. He assures you that, were it not for the bullet he caught in his arm when the convoy made the Slaughter Mountain run, you would have a hard job stopping him.</p>
       <p>Shortly after noon, the colony arrives in Eloy. With a mixture of pride and apprehension, you watch as Pecos Pete<ch.apos/>s tow truck leads the convoy of fifteen vehicles along the main street, and brings them to a halt in a line outside the entrance to the town<ch.apos/>s municipal park. Kate waves at you from a window of the DC1 school bus and quickly you leave your roadster to meet her and the other colonists.</p>
       <p>Aunt Betty-Ann offers you some excellent food, which she has prepared especially for the journey, and while you and Kate are enjoying an unexpected meal together, Mike Gorgas, leader of the Tucson contingent, climbs aboard the bus to speak with you. The colony has decided that the idea of creating a diversion to draw the Outlaws away from the freeway intersection is the best chance they have of reaching Interstate 8 intact. He wants you and Rickenbacker to set fires in the suburbs of Arizona City that are big enough to draw the clansmen away. Macy and Langdon will watch the clan encampment, and as soon as they are sure that the plan is working, they will fire a distress flare. That will be the convoy<ch.apos/>s signal to move. It will also be your signal to get out of Arizona City as fast as you can. As soon as you are away, you are to head for the town of Gila Bend and rejoin the convoy there around sunset.</p>
       <p>After your meal, you say goodbye to Kate and try to assuage her fears by promising that you will take good care of yourself. The other members of the DC1 contingent wish you good luck, including your old friend Cutter Jacks, who wishes he could come with you. He assures you that, were it not for the bullet he caught in his arm when the convoy made the Slaughter Mountain run, you would have a hard job stopping him.</p>

-      <p>Having said your farewells, you return to your roadster to find Rickenbacker loading two large jerry cans into the truck. They are filled with the gasolene you will need to set the fires. You help him strap them down, and then both of you climb into the roadster and set off for Arizona City.</p>
+      <p>Having said your farewells, you return to your roadster to find Rickenbacker loading two large jerry cans into the trunk. They are filled with the gasolene you will need to set the fires. You help him strap them down, and then both of you climb into the roadster and set off for Arizona City.</p>

       <choice idref="sect84"><link-text>Turn to 84</link-text>.</choice>
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       <choice idref="sect84"><link-text>Turn to 84</link-text>.</choice>
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-      <p>The clansman<ch.apos/>s bullets chase you as you dive to the ground, and punch a line of holes along the side of the truck. Several of the slugs penetrate a metal container full of industrial blasting powder, which is standing in the back. A spark, caused by a steel- jacketed bullet, ignites the powder with devastating effect. Suddenly there is a brilliant flash, and a deafening roar fills your ears as the truck and its contents are blown sky high.</p>
+      <p>The clansman<ch.apos/>s bullets chase you as you dive to the ground, and punch a line of holes along the side of the truck. Several of the slugs penetrate a metal container full of industrial blasting powder, which is standing in the back. A spark, caused by a steel-jacketed bullet, ignites the powder with devastating effect. Suddenly there is a brilliant flash, and a deafening roar fills your ears as the truck and its contents are blown sky high.</p>

       <p>When the dust and debris have finally settled, you drag yourself to your feet and survey the destruction. The clansman did not survive the blast: his body lies a few yards away, stiff and lifeless. Across the river you can see Rickenbacker and Cookie running towards the bridge after completing their part of the plan successfully. They are relieved to see you alive. You join them in the middle of the bridge and together you return to the pick-up to report that the way across the Gila River is now clear.</p>
       <choice idref="sect200"><link-text>Turn to 200</link-text>.</choice>
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       <p>When the dust and debris have finally settled, you drag yourself to your feet and survey the destruction. The clansman did not survive the blast: his body lies a few yards away, stiff and lifeless. Across the river you can see Rickenbacker and Cookie running towards the bridge after completing their part of the plan successfully. They are relieved to see you alive. You join them in the middle of the bridge and together you return to the pick-up to report that the way across the Gila River is now clear.</p>
       <choice idref="sect200"><link-text>Turn to 200</link-text>.</choice>
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         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>Panicked by the sudden light that has intruded upon their world, the cockroaches come rushing towards the door like a torrent of brown water.</description>
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         <description>Panicked by the sudden light that has intruded upon their world, the cockroaches come rushing towards the door like a torrent of brown water.</description>
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       <p>Frazer lowers his gun and moves aside but Avenal remains where he is, his gun still levelled at your car.</p>
       <p><quote>Ain<ch.apos/>t she that clan-girl<ch.emdash/>Kate Norton? I heard she an<ch.apos/> Mad Dog Michigan were an item before you wasted his brother?</quote> he says.</p>
       <p><quote>You<ch.apos/>d better watch that mouth o<ch.apos/> yours, Avenal,</quote> you retort, angered by his sneering comments. <quote>Now get outta my way. I<ch.apos/>m in a hurry.</quote></p>
       <p>Frazer lowers his gun and moves aside but Avenal remains where he is, his gun still levelled at your car.</p>
       <p><quote>Ain<ch.apos/>t she that clan-girl<ch.emdash/>Kate Norton? I heard she an<ch.apos/> Mad Dog Michigan were an item before you wasted his brother?</quote> he says.</p>
       <p><quote>You<ch.apos/>d better watch that mouth o<ch.apos/> yours, Avenal,</quote> you retort, angered by his sneering comments. <quote>Now get outta my way. I<ch.apos/>m in a hurry.</quote></p>

-      <p><quote>They say them clan-girls are really hot <ch.apos/>n<ch.apos/> wild. Now I bet you<ch.apos/>d know all <ch.apos/>bout that wouldn<ch.apos/>t you Phoenix?</quote> he leers.</p>
+      <p><quote>They say them clan-girls are really hot <ch.apos/>n<ch.apos/> wild. Now I bet you<ch.apos/>d know all <ch.apos/>bout that wouldn<ch.apos/>t you, Phoenix?</quote> he leers.</p>

       <p>You try to restrain yourself but Avenal<ch.apos/>s ugly remarks are making your blood boil.</p>
       <choice idref="sect237">If you wish to get out of your roadster and teach him some manners, <link-text>turn to 237</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect35">If you wish to put your foot down and drive straight at him, <link-text>turn to 35</link-text>.</choice>
       <p>You try to restrain yourself but Avenal<ch.apos/>s ugly remarks are making your blood boil.</p>
       <choice idref="sect237">If you wish to get out of your roadster and teach him some manners, <link-text>turn to 237</link-text>.</choice>
       <choice idref="sect35">If you wish to put your foot down and drive straight at him, <link-text>turn to 35</link-text>.</choice>


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         <creator>Brian Williams</creator>
         <description>To your horror, you see the white flash of a washing machine as it comes tumbling towards your face.</description>
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      <meta><title>178</title></meta>
 
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-      <p>Your gunfire shatters the lock and the doors swing open to grant you access to the lobby beyond. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) A study of the hospital plan reveals the exact location of the medicine storage facility, details of which you commit to memory.</p>
+      <p>Your gunfire shatters the lock and the doors swing open to grant you access to the lobby beyond. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) A study of the hospital plan reveals the exact location of the medicine storage facility, details of which you commit to memory.</p>

       <p><quote>Third right<ch.ellips/>second left<ch.ellips/>second right<ch.ellips/></quote> you mumble as you set off in search of the vital Atropine you need to save Kate<ch.apos/>s life.</p>
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       <p><quote>Third right<ch.ellips/>second left<ch.ellips/>second right<ch.ellips/></quote> you mumble as you set off in search of the vital Atropine you need to save Kate<ch.apos/>s life.</p>
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-      <p>An ounce of lead shot hits the clansman in the chest, killing him instantly. (Remember to deduct a round of 12-gauge ammunition from your Ammo Pouch.) The sight of his gross body tumbling backwards down the slope sends a shock wave through his confederates, and at once their attack falters. Encouraged by their sudden change of heart, you watch as they retreat towards their trucks, which are parked in the centre of the freeway.</p>
+      <p>An ounce of lead shot hits the clansman in the chest, killing him instantly. (Remember to deduct a round of 12-gauge ammunition from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) The sight of his gross body tumbling backwards down the slope sends a shock wave through his confederates, and at once their attack falters. Encouraged by their sudden change of heart, you watch as they retreat towards their trucks, which are parked in the centre of the freeway.</p>

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-      <p>Although your gunfire misses the clansman, it penetrates the side of the pick-up truck and tears a hole in a metal container full of industrial blasting powder, which is standing in the back. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) A spark, created when the container is holed, ignites the powder with devastating effect. There is a jarring boom, and then the truck erupts into a blazing fireball of orange and scarlet flame.</p>
+      <p>Although your gunfire misses the clansman, it penetrates the side of the pick-up truck and tears a hole in a metal container full of industrial blasting powder, which is standing in the back. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) A spark, created when the container is holed, ignites the powder with devastating effect. There is a jarring boom, and then the truck erupts into a blazing fireball of orange and scarlet flame.</p>

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-      <p>Your gunfire hits the clansman squarely in the chest, sending him crashing backwards down the embankment. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your Ammo Pouch.) Kate looses off a burst of automatic fire from her machine pistol, deftly putting paid to his partner.</p>
+      <p>Your gunfire hits the clansman squarely in the chest, sending him crashing backwards down the embankment. (Remember to deduct the relevant number of rounds from your <a idref="action">Ammo Pouch</a>.) Kate looses off a burst of automatic fire from her machine pistol, deftly putting paid to his partner.</p>

       <p>Two more clansmen attempt to copy their actions, but end up exactly the same way<ch.emdash/>lying in