A Tale from Level 230
A bright light shines in your face. "What's your name?" an authoritative voice inquires. "Edmund", you say, "Edmund Pershings." "Well Edmund, you got lucky this time." "I did?" you ask. "Andy, turn down that light." the voice says. A face comes into view. A man in a M.E.G. uniform stands in front of you. "Level 230 is a dangerous level if you're not in the right place. Oh, and I'm Operative Brooks." "Nice to meet you." you say. Brooks nods. "Follow me." he says. "You've just been in the Shanty Lands, fortunately, you stumbled into a B.S.A. garrison."