As you continue up the eastern way, you begin to see a brighter light ahead of you, and not the weerdly unexplained light of the dungeon passages either. This is the smelly, industrial light of electricity on grimy metal, the sort of thing you'd find in any buss station or shopping center. While no where near as good as daylight, it is however much better than the general weerdness you've experienced thus far. So, you put on a spurt and begin running towards it, hoping that you'll find yourself under a convenient grating leading to the world above or at least somewhere a litle more civilized and less full of ways to meet a grizly end, ---- or at any wrate a train station.

You are rather disappointed when you finally reach the light however, to find that it is nothing but another, more scientific looking sector of corridor. Abruptly, the smooth stony floor and walls turn into sheets of dully reflective metal, and the magical light is replaced with what are clearly bog standard orange arclights that make everything look a litle surreal and iery (though given that this is stil the bowels of a mysterious and magical dungeon that's not particularly difficult).

After a short distance of this more industrial look, you see that the passage ahead of you is completely blocked. right across the width of the corridor someone has built a large grill of metal bars, all painted that colour commonly known as annoying institution yellow. Through them you can see the corridor progressing on the other side, but there is clearly no way to progress yourself without opening the grate somehow.

Stepping closer, you see that in the center of the metal bars is what appears to be a bulky square box with bars running through it, like the turnstyles you find at crowded train stations.

Written on the side of the box in one of those by now very familiar pieces of dungeon pasteboard is a sign saying "the turnstyle of destiny" with a small, irregularly shaped slot just above it.

You sigh dysmally. Surely a door of destiny should be a litle more impressive than this. Something big and bulky with bronze or gold, with burning torches angry guards or horrific monsters, not this absolute anticlimax?

Nevertheless, lacking in dramatic potential though this rather industrial barrier is, your fairly certain you won't get any further unless you insert the right thing into the slot.

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