You are sick with terror. But you know that your only hope of survival may be to defeat this hideous beast. The only way out of Mortal Revenge is to win. And this rat-faced samurai looks like the guy to beat. The rat-man advances toward you. He swings the swords in all four hands, twirling them in a figure-eight pattern. They slice through the air, making a swish-swooshing sound. You shudder. Those swords will slice right through you just as easily. You take your eyes off the rat-man for just an instant. You glance around the abandoned ware- house, searching for a weapon. You need some- thing to fight him with. But the warehouse is empty! All you see is a pile of crumbling bricks. Hmmmmmmm. The rat-man opens his mouth in a disgusting hiss. His razor-sharp teeth drip with foam. His eyes glow red. You've got to do something. Blood is pounding in your ears. Still he comes toward you, the blades slicing the air. Then he pounces! ______________________________________ Quick! Turn to PAGE 84. |