The cave was dark and every sound was intensified by the shape of the tunnels. I knew the Wumpus had to be nearby; I could smell its rank scent. I pulled out my longbow and nocked an arrow. I crept cautiously towards the first of three tunnels, my heart pounding. I quickly reached the end of the shadowy passageway. I readied my bow, stepped swiftly into the room, and found... an empty room. The Wumpus had escaped me. I was about to turn around and try another tunnel when suddenly I heard a crack. The Wumpus was right behind me...
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WUMP
AdventureA first-person short story from the view of the player in Hunt the Wumpus.
