Hold the crystal to the light
Holding the crystal to the light, you catch the glimmer of
something within it. Gently, you cup it in your dirty hands and
shake it. The crystal glows softly, and then erupts into white
fire which envelopes you and seems to heal your wounds. You still
ache, and your body is caked with dried blood, but your cuts and
scrapes are no more. The crystal in your hands is silent once
more. Turning around, you...
