Death Log

Death 7: Cornered on the staircase leading to the second floor. Death 8: Barely got in the door this time before I was swarmed from all angles by Ancients. Death 9: Reached the top floor! The Arcturian Piercer and allies proved too strong; I died but meters away from the treasure. The treasure is so close I can taste it! How cruel, how unfair of these lingering skeletons to guard something they can no longer use. I am making attempt number ten tonight and I am sure I, Kensington, will be victorious.