Despite how awful your own feet smell, you really aren't well equipped to deal with stink. Every second you spend in this dark, rotten hole is agony, and it's just getting worse! By the end of the first minute, you're already seeing stars as every breath fills your lungs with more of that awful, sulfuric stench. By the second minute, you're only just barely hanging onto consciousness. You know you can't make it at this rate. Trying to stay awake is only going to prolong your torment. You brace yourself and take a deep sniff of the fart haze surrounding you before passing out cold. (Four Lives Remaining.)
As you wake back up, you immediately start coughing and gasping for air. The stale air in the maze is far easier to breathe than the fart stink in thos-ugh! As you suck down the rank air of the maze, you catch a whiff of something...skunky. Ooohhh noooo...
"Looks like our buddy Adrian finally woke up, folks! Too bad for him, he took a bit too long, and now one of our guardians wants a turn with him!"
You stand up and turn around, only to freeze in fear at the sight of a different, voluptuous skunk woman before you. She eyes you up with a predatory gaze and licks her lips teasingly. "Hello there, beautiful...it's been oh so long since I've sprayed a cute girly boy like you. I'll have to give your wiener an extra spritz. My spray might not stick for a decade like Putrina's, but I'm sure it'll have you reeling!"
You're still paralyzed in fear as the skunk woman winks at you and turns around. She slowly lifts her tail, and you start screaming at your legs to get you the hell out of here!
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