Ducking under the bird-man's newspaper wing you run for your life in what you hope is the direction you came in, but it is still too dark to see where you are going and you seem to have left the gaslighter back in the nest. You find what feels like a large rock and sit down to catch your breath, but the rock is alive! You stand up in alarm, and as you do, there is a rustle of paper…

PECK! PECK! It's all over for this adventurer. FIN.