CotFT-Left
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Arms stretched out in front of you, you feel your way to your left, toward the sound of rushing wind. You hope the sound will lead you to an exit of some sort, and eventually, to answers.
Your hands hit a rough-hewn rock wall, halting your progress. The wind still sounds as if it is somewhere to your left so you feel your way along to wall with your right hand, stretching your left hand blindly toward the sound of your salvation.
Then another sound arises, drowning out the sound of wind. It sounds like the chitters and squeaks of a hundred rodents and the flapping of a thousand wings. They strike you from behind, wings beating your shoulders, claws tangling in your hair. Bats.
