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The Curse Of Drumer
(2012)
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Meeting with friends at some sinister ruins, YOU have stumbled upon a dark, terrifying secret. The evil house of Drumer was destroyed months ago - but now bloodthirsty acolytes are seeking to restore this abhorrent power. YOU have become a clear threat to their dire plans and the forces of Hell are bent upon preventing your escape. Your only chance is to outrun this relentless onslaught, seek divine weapons, and end utterly the Curse of Drumer! |
400 references, medium difficulty
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Nye's Song
(2013)
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In 1757, British victory at Plassey wrought a cataclysm upon the world and mankind came close to extinction. However, even Kali - dark goddess of death - was confounded by such stoic resistance. The year is now 1905. YOU play Captain William Nye of the Warwick garrison - a disgruntled veteran about to embark on his next mission... |
90 references, fairly easy
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Below Zero Point
(2014)
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Only a week ago the Globesphere made disconcerting news. Details were sketchy, but New Scientist made an educated speculation surrounding its sonorous name: it had to be a doomsday weapon of some kind. YOU are Sean Calibre, renowned Private Investigator. It is your mission to secure this stolen experiment and return it to Federation custody before terrorists can implement its awful vengeance. |
380 references, medium difficulty
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Any Port In A Storm
(2014)
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A raging tempest transforms the ocean into seven foot waves. You can barely see anything through the relentless spray, struggle to keep your feet on the turbulent deck - yet somehow keep afloat in this maelstrom. Now, even in this foul night of slashing rain, you can barely make out the familiar shape of a lighthouse. Yet the sheer relief of reaching salvation blinds you to the unnatural eerie glow from its beacon... |
101 references, medium difficulty
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A Saint Beckons
(2019)
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You half-collapse against an elm tree. The arrow head is still lodged deep in your thigh, throbs like the devil. Gritting your teeth, you stagger onwards through the dusky gloom, panting with tremendous effort. You lean against the bough of a sturdy oak, as if hoping to absorb its strength. Finally, too exhausted to go on, you give in to thoughts of a peaceful eternal sleep, away from this cold, brutal, hopeless world of woes... |
100 references, medium difficulty
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