(They end up in a partially flooded chamber, lined with skeletons.)
Tracker: Is this the Court of Miracles?
Chase: Offhand, I'd say it's the Court of Ankle Deep Sewage. Must be the old catacombs.
(As they proceed, they fail to notice three of the skeletons rise behind them.)
Chase: Cheerful place. Kinda makes you wish you got out more often, eh Tracker?
Tracker: Not me. I just want to warn Skye and
get back to the loookout. I don't want to get in any more trouble.Chase: Speaking of trouble, we should have run in to some by now.
Tracker: What do you mean?
Chase: You know, a guard, a booby trap...
(And their torch blows out, leaving them in darkness.)
Chase: ...or an ambush.
(Suddenly, the chamber is fully lit, and they're surrounded by skeletons. They force them to their knees in front of a now unmasked Ryder.)
Ryder: Well, well, well. What have we here?
Skeleton 1: Trespassers!
Skeleton 2: Spies!
Chase: We are not spies!
Tracker: Can't you listen--
(They're both gagged.)
Ryder: Don't interrupt me! You're very clever to have found
our hideaway. Unfortunately, you won't live to tell the tale.(They are led into a complete underground town, teeming with gypsies.)
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The Hunchback of Adventure Bay
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