You've got to get out of here, and the guard has the keys. Before you really know what you're doing, you lie on your side on the cot and begin to wail, holding your stomach. You wait a moment, but you can't hear any movment from the guards' room at the end of the corridor. You wail and howl some more.
"My stomach! My stomach, please, somebody help!"
Eventually a chair scrapes against the ground, a key turns in the lock, and footsteps herald the guard's arrival. When he reaches your cell, he stands in front of it, feet splayed, hands on hips.
"What's wrong with you?" he asks as you squirm.
"It's my stomach, it hurts!" you whine.
Do a Charisma test, rolling two dice or getting a random number from a 1-12 draw.
1 to 7: The guard laughs at you, a full-throated bellow of mirth. "Look at you," he heaves. "You were struggling like an eel just a minute ago when we brought you in. Next time you want to fool us, at least shit your pants or something." With that, he turns around and leaves. Go to Chapter Twenty-Three.
8 to 12: The guard frowns, sighs, whips out the keys and steps into your cell. Carefully, he draws near you, his hand around the shaft of his baton, his eyes never leaving yours. You keep whining and squirming, and suddenly...
Do an Agility test, rolling one dice or getting a random number from a 1-6 draw, for a result of 3 or more.
If you fail: as soon as the guard gets close enough, your hand whips out in an attempt to grab him by the collar so you can knock him out. Unfortunately, though your speed is commendable, your aim is dreadful. Your hand goes wide and the guard retracts, then his face contorts with rage. With a howl, he enters the cell and lays into you; fists, baton and feet, he uses all he has. No-one comes to help you - you are nothing but a vagabond made prisoner. You slowly, painfully become just another casualty of City Watch brutality. Go to the very last part.
If you manage: as soon as the guard gets close enough, your hand whips out in an attempt to grab him by the collar so you can knock him out. As your fingers lock around his shirt, his mouth opens in a shout; your other hand forms a fist and smashes into his temple with all your strength behind it. The guard flops like a stranded fish and falls, limp and still, onto the floor. Quickly, you steal the keys from his belt and make your way out of the cell. Go to Chapter Twenty-Two.
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The Rains of Sichuan {Choose Your Own Adventure} // Wattys 2019
Adventure"If we want to survive this drought, you will have to make it rain." In this short-and-sweet Choose Your Own Adventure book, you will be taken on a quest to discover why the rains haven't fallen on your tiny little chinese village - and to remedy...
