Cargo Hold                                             -      -      - 
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 WARNING: You are in a NEUTRAL PLAYER KILLING room.     -      S      -

The cargo hold, obviously not designed for transporting much more than
the ship's necessities, is cramped and engorged with snakes.  The air within
smells of stale urine and fetid nesting material.  An occasional thump can
be heard over the reptilian babble, like a rhythmless drum driving the mad
whisperings of a psychopathic mind.  
You pant and gasp, trying to catch your breath.