You scurry back up the stairs as quick as your legs will carry you. Back on the main floor you are greeted by a group of grunts standing behind The Easter Bunny. He doesn't look too happy with you. Though he is glad you unharmed, cowardice is not something he can tolerate. You spend the rest of your days testing explosives for duds, a fate worse than death.
FAIL
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