<BGSOUND SRC="rebecca1.mid"> Torture Link and Orbit

Drip, drip, drip

NorthWest North NorthEast
West A Ship Landing on the Moon of Torture East
SouthWest South SouthEast

Up Down In Out

Land on Torture

Plop, plop, plop!

The sight of a massive, ringed gas giant fills your screen. Obviously, no one could live there. Several moons also circle the huge red ball.
Your comm unit comes to life with a warm alto, "Welcome to Torture. I am Tis, your Mistress of Torture. Feel free to land at any time. One brief word of warning: Here you will be able to experience all the fun little tortures that make my life worth living... I hope you have a long, pleasant stay... Very long."
A low chuckle is cut off but not before a hint of madness is detected.

Zia

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