'Who was it?' You ask. There is no reply. Plugalug has fallen asleep, and judging by the time on his face (a quarter to eight!) it's high time you did the same. You drift into a deep sleep in which you dream that the room is full of ducks.

'Panhandlers!' says Plugalug, who is having the same dream. The ducks take offence and chase him out of the room. To follow them through a door to the west, click here. To head eastwards instead, click here. To pinch yourself, thereby waking yourself up, click here.