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                                   THE STORY
                           Somewhere on the surface
                                 of the moon...

The Rt Hon Charlemagne 'Charlie' Fotheringham-Grunes well known explorer
and adventurer, apprentice saviour of the universe, finds himself in a 'proper
pickle' as his nanny used to say!

On leaving the ancestral domicile at Salmons Leap, Middle Thumping, one bright
and breezy Sunday morn, after a scrumpcious breakfast of lightly grilled kippers
dripping with butter, and tangy with the juice of a well squeezed lemon, Charlie
noticed a strangely furtive foreign looking cove lurking by the rhodendendrons.
'What ho!' cried our hero hazarding a cheery grin in the intruders general
direction. 'Ah Meester Groanz' spoke the mysterious figure 'Ay have been vaiting
here for to see you.'

Charlie suddenly came to a halt. The cheery grin was replaced by a concerned
frown as he recognised the voice of the secretary to the chairman of the
International Commission for Universal Problem Solving (Known by its acronym
of ICUPS) 've hav ze prwblem zat needs your most hurgent attention,' the voice
was chilling. Smith, for that was the interloper's supposed name continued 'I vill
brief you on ze vay to our merst zeecritt ed quarters.'

Minutes later Charlie, accompanied by the Smith type, was gunning the old
Aston-Martin in the direction of the afore mentioned 'ed quarters' buried below
the remains of the ancient monument of the 20th century 'Plastic henge,' 'so you
see meester Groone it is imperatif zat you find for us ze erbschectt vitch emitts
zeeez signals.' Smith was saying, Charlie had already reached this conclusion,
his razor sharp wit, honed to its finest edge, had led him to the realization that
this was potentially the stickiest situation he had ever been embroiled in. It
seemed boffins from the great scientific establishments had intercepted coded
signals from the centre of the moon to an unknown destination in the outer
reaches of the galactic spiral. Signals which when decoded told of the
vulnerability of earths defences, the signals must be terminated and quickly.
Quicker than he could order lunch at the Dorchester, our valiant hero finds
himself alone on the next moon shuttle. Thoughts forming in his mind tell of
creatures, mole like in appearance which eat the very material of the moon, 'The
capture of one of these creatures must be the first priority' Charlie says aloud,
(hoping that by using such an animal he can travel from cavern to cavern under
the moon,) but such creatures can be fickle, would they, for example, eat what
ever he points them to, or, is some of the moon inedible to them. And what of the
other inhabitants of the depths of the satellite, few people had explored the deep
caves of the moon, and none had returned from such an expedition...

'By Jove' exclaimed Charlie as the autopilot made the final approach to lunar
landing' it looks as though one might have company down there!' for there, on
the surface of the moon, was a red space ship!

The shuttle lands, the adventure begins.

(C) 1985 ODIN COMPUTER GRAPHICS, LIMITED   MADE IN ENGLAND


                                   THE BRIEFING
  
'According to the latest surveys there are mole type creatures on the moon who
eat the walls of the sublunar caverns your best bet is to capture one of those to
facilitate travel through the caves, so befriend one if you can. You must find the
keys to the cavern which contains the large monolith type object, these keys are
in the form of elementary alchiems, there are 8 to get. Travelling under the moon
surface will be hazardous, your suit will protect you against slight falls but be
careful because if you fall too far you will surely die.
  
Also Charlie, you may find that in some of the deeper potholes there is a gusty up
draught which will take you to the surface. Be careful, we don't know what life
forms are in some of these caverns. We're counting on you Charlie, Good Luck.'
  
These were the words ringing in Charlies ears (after translation from Smiths
disgusting accent of course).

  
THE FEATURES

Clouds of Crystal,
Clouds of Dust,
Platforms to jump on,
A wind which gusts,
Moon munching moles
Who'll eat up your foes,
Abandoned helmets
Give extra goes.
Gravity sticks,
Alchiems to find,
Extra speed,
A clock that ticks.
A spring monster
and one of rock.
Liver Birds,
Fireballs,
and a cock-
roach.
A huge Map,
A Bug and a Fish
Edible Walls,
Heart Beat,
A stop for a nap.
A horned Demon,
And a worm in the mines,
An Alien Spaceman,
Who'll steal the Alchiems.
Things to collect,
Things to avoid,
Disorientation,
And a mean Herboid
And your Goal
Best bear in mind
In the depths of the moon
There's a monolith to find.