Hand in Glove
Just then, you spot a glove on the floor. But then again, it isn't
just a glove, it looks solid... It, it has a hand in it!
"ARGH!" you scream, leaping backward.
A man walks out from the shadows, bends over and picks up the hand.
"Oh sorry, my hand fell off."
He screws it back on the stump of his wrist. A perfect fit!
"Dear me, stop running off you naughty hand. YOu had me
worried!"
As he reprimands his hand, you continue your exploration for he didn't
seem to have noticed you.
You descend into the underground tunnel, sticking close to the sides
and feeling your way down into the darkness. At the very end, you spot
a dim light.
You blink hard twice, to get attuned to the light.
