As soon as Dewin set foot on the stairs, the step he was on suddenly gave way and he fell, a dense fog wrapping around him like a blanket.

Swearing at the top of his lungs, he braced himself for impact. But it never came. He fell . . . 

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . .

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . .

and he fell  . . . 

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . .

and he fell . . .

and he fell . . .

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . .

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . . 

and he fell . . .

Dewin wondered if this was going to go on for eternity (you're probably thinking the same). 'Will I ever get to the bottom?' he said to himself. He then began to count. 1 . . .

2 . . . 

3 . . . 

4 . . .

5 . . . 

6 . . . 

7 . . . 

8 . . . 

9 . . . 

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23 . . . 

24 . . .

25 . . . 

26 . . .

27 . . .

28 . . . 

29 . . . 

30 . . . 

Dewin soon got bored of counting and began to sing . . .

'Daisy . . .'

'Daisy . . . '

'Give me your answer, do . . .'

'I'm half crazy . . .'

 'All for the love of you . . .'

'It won't be a stylish marriage . . . '

'I can't afford a carriage . . . '

'But you'll look sweet . . . '

'Upon  the seat . . .'

'Of a bicycle made for two.'

Not knowing any more words to Daisy Bell or knowing anymore songs, Dewin stopped singing. He then said to nobody in particular (you, the reader, hint, hint), 'Maybe it's time to start the adventure again. What do you say?'

Choose to carry on falling or start the adventure again.

To start the adventure again, you know what to do.

To continue on, turn to page 55.