P11b    Teletext   11B Dec22 23:33:04
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
 
 The valley path is filled with         
 snowdrifts and as you push forward you 
 find the snow reaches your knees. The  
 fur coat is weighed down by heavy ice. 
 You step boldly forward onto a slab of 
 ice. It gives way beneath you and      
 frozen snow closes over your head...   
                                        
 "Oh dear," says Treguard. "Frosted     
 Adventurer! And not a microwave in     
 sight!"                                
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