The giant zombie squid slumps, its tentacles twitching as the final hail of Berrian’s arrows find their mark. You dash across the central hall and up into the library, smoke and sparks billowing around you.
The first thing you see is a journal on a reading stand. You move towards it. Shar recognizes it as a travel journal, almost certainly the vital clue you seek. Some of you start looking for the way out, others for anything valuable to grab – as a shrill voice rings out “Now! Take them now!”