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l o s t t r e a s u r e o r b e l o s t f o r e v e r ?
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v i v e t o w r i t e y o u r t e r r i f i c a r t i c l e o r l e a v e
Wi l l y o u s u r
r i n g w h a t e v e r h a p p e n e d t o y o u ?
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BON VOYAGE!!
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™ RICHARD WENK
illustrated by DAVID B. MATTINGLY
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n g e j u n g l e a n i m a l s , ho st il e
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natives, quicksand,
e o p l e y o u ’ r e w o r k i n g fo r.
treachery of the very p
fa ct , he ’s g o i n g to le t — -
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o n s a b o u t w h e r e to g o a n d —
YOU make the decisi
h a t ’ s a h u g e re sp on si bi li ty .
which leads to follow. T
e a s u r e or b e lo st f o r e v e r ? —
Will you find the lost tr
u r te rr if ic ar ti cl e or l e a v e |
Will you survive to write yo
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It’s all up to you!

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with love from their grandson.

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 A n d e s , 1 9 3 6
P e r u v i a n

I n d i a n a J o n e s
n o w , k i d ! ” s a y s
t w o n + b e l o n g e s m a l l p l a n e .
“ I
e p c o n t r o l o f t h
s t r u g g l e s t o k e e i t t o
as he u r b u l e n c e , W e 1 ] m a k
I c a n f i g h t t h i s t
“Ef ; p o e
Cuzco for l u n c h . ” i n g J o s -
E v e n a s y o u r e b e
The city o f C u z c o !
r b u l e n c e , y ou s c a n t h e
tle d b y t h e s u d d e n t u f
e l o w y o u f o r a g l i m p s e o
sno w - c a p p e d t e r r a i n b
H u n d r e d s o f y e a r s a g o
the ancient Inca capital. e
o C a p a c , f o u n d e d a n e m p i r
the fir s t I n c a , M a n c
e r t h a n a n c i e n t R o m e . Y o u c a n ' t
a t C u z c o v a s t
wait to see it.
Another hard jolt s h a k e s t h e t i n y c r a f t a n d
Indy yanks up on the wheel.
“T don’t get it,” h e sa ys . “ T h e w e a t h e r ’ s pe r-
fect. Why th e t u r b u l e n c e ? If it ge ts a n y w o r s e
and we lose altitude in these mountains, we’re
goners!” 2
Whoosh! Bump!
Another terrific jolt rocks the cabin!

Turn to p a g e 2 .
 “Indy!” you say. “I bet it was this taurba a
“A Jegendary golden necklace, ee
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lence that forced the cargo plane to crash!”

“Just pray that our engine doesn’t fail % “According
; to legend, it
_ once belonged
Supposedly it =
gave ee
Capac, the first Inca e g ; d e a t h . It c o u l d
a says Indy.
eae A moment later he has regained con Inca kings power over tile a legend—
trol of pro v i d e a cl ue to t h e o r i g i n o f — &s
the plane. e g i o n of D e a t h !
the lege nd of th e L
What a story this will make for your School
“Sounds spooky.”
_ paper! A search for a missing cargo plane loaded — I n d i a n s s t i l l f e a r s o m e m y s t e -
“The local
with Incan artifacts—with world-famous ar L e g i o n o f D e a t h , ” s a y s
rious army they call the
cheologist Indiana Jones! Once again you thank i n g t h e p l a n e h i g h a b o v e t h e s p a r k -
Ind y , s t e e r
_your lucky stars that your father, the curator of Lake Titicaca. “Three
ling blue expanse
of the National Museum, let you come along n e l o o k i n g f o r t h e p l a n e
search parties have go
with Indy. They’ve been friends for years. si n c e i t c r a s h e d t w o m o n t h s a g o . N o n e h a v e c o m e
“I wish I didn’t have to stay in Cuzco,” you back. The Indians think the Legion of Death
say. “Can’t I come along on the expedition with killed them!”
you?” Indy then tells you that his old friend, the
“No!” says Indy. “The expedition will be too archeologist Sir Reginald Brooksbank, was on
dangerous.” Then he smiles. “Don’t worry, kid. the cargo plane when it crashed!
You'll get your story.” “Somewhere down there in the jungle,” says
Great!” you say. “I wonder if I can inter- Indy, “Sir Reggie may be a victim of this Legion
view Waldo Shyster-Haven, too.” Shyster- a Death, whatever it is. As long as there’s
a
Haven is the reclusive millionaire who owns the ee that he’s still alive, I mean to rescue
missing plane.
“1 doubt it,” says Indy. “He sees almost no Putt-utt! Sputt-sputter!
_ one. He even hired me by letter—I’ve never met The plane’s engine is failing!
the guy! And he didn’t tell me much in his letter,
— _ either. Just that he wanted me to lead the ex-
: Pedition out of Cuzco and into the jungle, and
AG that one of the artifacts on the missing plane is
_the Pendant of the Incas.”
ve “What’s that?” you ask.
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You are losing altitude fast!

Indy tries desperately to pull Up on the 4 As you and In dy qu ic kl y re tr ac e yo ur st ep s
on wheel, but it’s no use. pack to the ba se of th e pl at ea u, yo u he ar fo ot -
“Hold on!” he shouts a
s the plane steps crashing th ro ug h th e br us h be hi nd yo u!
a nose dive. “I’m gonn a tr y to la nd th b a a in to . Indy turns an d st an ds re ad y, hi s kn if e in
_ Far be lo w, to th e we st , is a wi de S Cr at e! ” gu n in th e ot he r.
one ha nd , hi s
olate al ti pl an o, a gr as sy pl ai n at op a s ~ de s. Out of the jungle rush a group of men
ea st is va st La ke Ti ti ca ca ©P pl a-
teau. To the dressed in safari outfits.
Which way should Indy aim the pl an S “Jon es !” sa ys th e le ad er . “W e’ ve fo un d yo u! ”
s y s u r f a c e o f t h e a l j j 2 dy . “I ’m su pp os ed to
_ Th e f l a t , g r a s “Sir Regg ie !” sa ys In
a g o o d r u n w a y , a s l o n g a s find you!”
could make ’s
e
doesn’t miscalculat an d r u n y o u r p l a n e x j F e Sir Regi na ld ha pp il y ex pl ai ns ho w he
tracked you down.
over the edge of the steep plateau. You’d ee “After th e ca rg o pl an e cr as he d, ” he sa ys ,
v
survi ae c r a s h i n t o t h e j u n g l e b e l o w ! fi nd my wa y ba ck to
‘St took me tw o mo nt hs to
But the watery surface of Lake Titicaca Cuzco. I on ly ar ri ve d ye st er da y, an d th en yo ur
might bett er cush ion the impa ct.. .. S.O.S. came in to da y! We tr ie d to ra di o yo u ba ck ,
but your re ce iv er mu st ha ve be en br ok en . So
we ju st se t ou t, ho pi ng we 'd ge t to yo u be fo re
you straye d to o fa r in to th e ju ng le an d we di d! ”
“What about the Pendant of the Incas?” asks
Indy.
“Safely on its way to the museum,” answers
_ Sir Re gi na ld . “O h, an d so rr y ab ou t th os e wa r
cries. An ol d tr ic k I ta ug ht my me n in th e Be l-
gian Co ng o. Sc ar es aw ay wi ld an im al s, yo u
know.”
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“What about the Legion of Death?” you ask
stumbling after them.
“No such thing,” says Sir Reginald. “Only
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an anci en t In ca su pe rs ti ti on . No w, let ’s ge t ba ck
Tf Indy steers for the plateau, turn to page to Cuzco! We ’r e lat e for su pp er .”

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vater. You're sinking fa st ! — W i t h ge as
a c e on ly ce re mo ni al ,” Wi s e e
Indy pulls two life preservers oyt from un Oe >: a s e e r e ik
y ree g th
o ey
n are
der your seats an d fo rc es op en th e do or . He ha , Indy: “The ‘blood’ 1s
t th e pl an e do wn wi th gr ea t sk il ] , *s not gonn a sh ri nk ou r ; i a o e
brough .
h a v e fa r to s w i m . ‘ A Y v a - gunk our bodies instead. i
the shore, so you don’t
that the well :
looks
_ Paddle toward a rocky cove you glance back ove, eraseJust as yow’re th inking
7
oe your shou lder.
t h e n a t i v e s p u s h y o u a n d I n d y
The plane has already sunk t awfully deep,
‘ : 0 the boty over the si de ! Y o u fa ll — s t r a i g h t i
i n t o t h e b l a c k
of the lake!
| In a few more minutes you and Indy are abyss!
_ catching your breath and drying off in the hot
— sun.
“We're lucky to be alive,” says Indy. “This
mountain flying is more dangerous than |
thought.”
“But now we're stranded!” you Say anx-
iously.
| : “Look at it this way,” replies Indy, getting
to his feet. “We're just starting the expedition
_a little early!”

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gh m a n a g e t p e e n e :
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have gone dry centuries

the well must d a t
o f d e a d b r a n c h e s p i l e
Th e r e a r e h u n d r e d s
t t o m . T h e y c r u n c h u n d e r y o u r feet.
the well bo r s a r e
m b o u t w h e n t h e h e a d h u n t e
“We'll cli
gone,” says In dy , li gh ti ng a m a t c h , “but for
now—let’s look around.”
You freeze in horror.
ap ss ps are human bones, relics of
ries of human sacrifice! It j i
grave! Then you notice a eon Ae Mats seea
half-removed stone b l o c k y ha nd g r a s p i n g
Indy crouches to exam
ine it.
“Indy,” you s
cheology! Let’s a y , “ “
t t
h h 18 no time for ar-
i
get out f1 e I t ’ s g i v i n m e
the creeps!” r e . > ‘ "
g
rs
 ith thenatives’ help, it doesn’t take In.
cue Indy. = “{ believe in the Boy Scout motto,” say:
The chief, believing you have both "i| Inmsdy, P ull ing a et (= hu nt in g kni fe
“Be repared: Nee
sent by the “weeping god,” draws a Picture on his spat aa hacking a path neatly through
_ the ground of a hug e bir d ali ght ing in the jun ,
montana, the dense tropical forest. As he
gle. He asks if that’s how you came. the through the lush vegetation, you
realize
“The cargo plane!” shouts Indy. was never seen such a variety of colorful
The headhunters lead you to the edge of a you ve There are leaves and blossoms her
e of
dark valley. They can go no farther. It Seem, n d p u r p l e .
ev o r a n d e , b l u e , r e d , a
this land is taboo to them. Quickly waving goog. “A AATIIEEE!”
bye, you and Indy run into the valley. mak es you jum p. Ind y
In minutes you come upon the cargo plane The piercing scream
—intact. And sitting calmly inside it, listenin nd looks up.
S i g h a b o v e y o u o n a m o s s - d r a p e d t r e e l i m b
to the radio, are the pilot and Sir Reggie! sits a brilliant scarlet and yellow parrot, itseyes
“We've been expecting you,” says Sir Reg.
bright with fear. You laugh at the realization
gie to Indy. “We couldn't leave this valley hg.
that you scared him as much as he seared you.
cause of the headhunters, and we couldn’t radio Indy continues cutting a path through the
Cuzco because the wireless is broken!” jungle.
Just as the radio in your plane could only “AAATITEEE! EEEEREEE””
send messages, theirs can only receive mes. “AAAAHHH-OOOOH-EEEEE!”
sages! Indy stops again and crouches down.
“Tt sure took you long enough!” says the “Those aren’t parrots!” he whispers. “The
pilot. “What kept you?” y
sound like war cries!”
You and Indy can only laugh. You may be headed right into th |
e clutches
“Here,” says Sir Reggie to Indy, reaching of savage natives! Or could
it be the mysterious
into the plane. “I'll let you have the honor of Legion of Death?
taking this to the museum... personally.” There’s stil] time to fi
nd another route.
‘And he hands Indy the fabulous golden
Pendant of the Incas.

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ntn : o g s e e ! k i l l t h e i r c h i e
l :lf o r c e , w i t h p e r f e c t a i m ,
r e l e a s e t h e i r c h i e f , t h e
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g t h e c h i e f a r o u n d
-d, grabbin e balance! “
Ifnelso n , a n d d r a g s h i m t o t h e a a ee Indy is forced to give up and et t
chief go. The headhunters rush him —
--‘Think quickly, you run over and pick him without a fight.
ate kn if e an d to ss it to In dy . He ho ld s it 4 Th e ch ie f be gi ns ch an ti ng an ga ee E
‘ t h c
e h i e f ’ s n e c k . pointing at the stone cistern. They =
c Now the res o t f t h e t r i b e w i l l b e f o r c e d t o over to its brink.
letyou go. Indy ha s t a k e n t h e i r c h i e f h o s t a g e ! “Well, I get to keep my head,” Indy calle
out it d o e s n ’ t w o r k o u t t h a t w a y . | over to you, “but this fate isn’t much better!
Wish me luck, kid—this cistern is a ocr
well!”
The chief raises his right arm toward the
“weeping god” statue, his left toward the sky.
Then he drops his left hand with a cutting mo-
tion.
You watch in horror as the headhunt
ers
shove Indy backward, head over
heels, into the
yawning mouth of the well.
In seconds he has vanished. Now
ages turn their attention t t h e s a v -
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headhunters
advance. This time h
e'll take as many of them
as he can.

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! ‘We're in luck!” says Indy. “They've found
the wreck of the carg o pl an e. Th ey 'l l t a k u
e s to
it on on e c o n d i t i o nW.e h a v e to sa ve th ei r vi ll ag e
from the mad devils that are haunting it.”
iy “What mad devils?”
i “I don’t know,” says Indy. “According to the
chief, the devils have been killing headhunters
@ with lightning spears for the last two moons.
) Let’s find out who they are, kid.”
Are you about to do battle with the Legion
y of Death?

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Turn to page 36.

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 . copical forest—the montana. You can|
y see the sun. i
_ “There are big cats in these forests,” says)
indy.“Cougars. Keep a look out.”
Po ‘You |come upon a clearing. What a relief!
d of you are sky and mountains. Then you!
ce that the clearing drops off to a deep can-|
and that the mountains beyond look famil-

“Indy?” you say, walking to the brink. |

= a the mountains we flew over this]

a
feupoh , I n d y Sa ys . “ W e w e r e somewhere
e when the turbulence
- w' comes from the h i t — ”
bu shes to you!

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d and dark ‘ o n t h e g r a s s y

a b o u t = K o s
t e l l s y o u m o r e
t h et i m e ,I n d y
pass o p l a n e .
r t i f a c t s o n t h e c a r g o u s
- a tre a s u r e i s t h e f a b u l
e e i a t v a l u a b l e p u r e
: m t r i c a t e l y w o r k e d i n
f t h e I n c a s . I n i ,
Pen d a n t o
m a g e o f P a c h a c u t
t a i n s t h e g r a v e n i
:g o l d , i t c o n
e a r l i e s t I n c a k i n g s .
- o n e o f t h e a v e n ’ s l e t t e r , ’ s a y s
r d i n g t o S h y s t e r - H
*Ac c o m a b o v e t h e
e w a s l a s t h e a r d f r o
“Ind y , “ t h e p l a n e
z o n , i n t h e r e g i o n w h e r
headw a t e r s o f t h e A m a
f l o w s i n t o i t . P l l l e a d t h e
the Uruba m b a R i v e r
i o n f r o m C u z c o d o w n t h e U r u b a m b a .
exped i t
_ Then I'll expl o r e t h e s u r r o u n d i n g j u n g l e .
“Waldo Sh y s t e r - H a v e n , ” c o n t i n u e s I n d y , “ i s
h e b o a r d o f W e l l s p r i n g I n d u s t r i e s ,
chairman of t
I In c . T h e y h a v e c h e m i c a l p r o c e s s i n g p l a n t s a l l
d .
j over the worl Sh y s t e r - H a v e n h a s d o n a t e d m i l -
; lions to chemical research, but his real love is
4 archeology.”
i “ S o u n d s l i k e n
a i n t e r e s t i n g guy,” you say
I n t e r e s t i n g , but odd. He’s a real rockuse
. Never se e s a i k m a k
nyone, a n d n e v e r e s publ i c a p -
é, pearances.”
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a stone doorway!” exclaims |
t h e h a i r l i n e c r a c k s .
Indy , f e e l i n g aro u n d |
h a t w r i t i n g ? ” y o u a s k .
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t h e s e w
a a y .
fancy le t t e r i n g h i g h u p
s a y s I n d y . “ I t s a y s “ H e }
“Ts i n S p a n i s h ! ”
i s c u r s e d t o s u f f e r t o r m e n t |
who bre a k s t h i s s e a l
and d e a t h f o r a l l e t e r n i t y ’ ! ”
“Wh e w ! ” y o u s a y . “ H e a v y . ”
o n ’ t b e l i e v e i n c u r s e s , ’ S a y s
“Yeah, but I d
Indy.
Youre not so sure. Yo u r e m e m b e r t h e m y s -
_ s
teriou dea t h s s u r r o u n d i n g t h e d i s c o v e r y o f K i n g |
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 t h e c h i e f s t o p s s h o r t . T o . y o r
Suddenly h i s -
e m e n t , h i s e y e s w i d e n a n dh e f l i n g s
ama z l l o w s
r t o t h e g r o u n d . T h e r e s t o f t h e t r i b e f o
spe a e
d o w n t o y o u o n e b y o n e . a
‘suit , b o w i n g
f k i l l i n g y o u , t h e y a r e t r e a t i n g y o u Ss
Instea d o
| like a god. ee | SS
n y o u r e a l i z e — y o u h a v e t e a r s i n y o u r
| The
W i t h o u t r e a l i z i n g i t , y o u h a v e b e e n c r y i n g .
_ eye s !
t o t h e s e r e l i g i o u s n a t i v e s , y o u r t e a r s a r e a
| An d
i r g o d ’ s f a v o r . :
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sign of the
s t h o p e
\

e l l , h o p i n g a g a i n
|y

|. You r u s h t o t h e w
| that Indy ha s s o m e h o w m a n a g e d t o s u r v i v e .
A n d t h e r e h e i s — o n l y a b o u t t e n f e e t d o w n ,
' cli n g i n g t o a j a g g e d c r a c k i n t h e s t o n e b l o c k s !
_ ~ +-*Thought I’d hang a r o u n d , ” h e g a s p s .

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«Keep l o w , ” s a y s I n d y , p u s h i n g t h r o u g h q /
nole of leafy
a b r a n c h e s , “ a n d q u i e t ! ” _ |
o l l o w b e h i n d h i m , y o u n o t i c e o n c e a
As y o u f
h t p a t c h e s o f c o l o r e d b l o s s o m s| ( t
again t h e b r i g | i
h e l u x u r i o u s g r e e n u n d e .
r g r o w t h
d t
ami A giant fern quivers to your left. To the| #4

t , y o u c a n h e a r a m u f f l e d s q u e a l a n d s c u r - |
rig h
rying noises. a
The jungle i s t e e m i n g w i t h u n s e e n l i f e a n d
|
movement. i
s s u d d e n l y . “Holy smo k e ! ” h e }
Indy stop
i
gasps.
s u r p r i s e , y o u a n d I n d y w a t c h ’
Frozen with
- c o l o r e d b l o s s o m s a l l a r o u n d y o u
as the bright
a n d m o v e . T h e b u s h e s a n d v i n e s } ij
begin to sway
n d o r a n g e , r e d , a n d p u r p l e b l o o m s ) @
part slowly, a
come toward you. (
In a n i n s t a n t y o u a r e s u r r o u n d e d b y j u n g l e fi
natives! ) 0
Each face is pai n t e d a d i f f e r e n t b r i l l i a n t
.
color Th e s e a r e t h e “ f l o w e r s ” y o u ’ v e b e e n s e e i n g
through the foliage!
Can this be the Legion of Death?
 o e
tallest on e p s e r w i e d . H e : v
is e r e 3
th jagg e d s c a r s a n d o r n a t e t a t t o o s . H e g r o w l s 2:=
and points to the east a s t h e o t h e r s l e v e l t h e i r
spearpoints at you and Indy.
“Unles s ’m ve ry mu ch mi st ak en ,” In dy sa ys
to yo u in a lo w vo ic e, “I th in k we ’v e ju st be en
captured.”
There is nothing to do but go along with
them. As you struggle through the steamy rain
forest, the tall one keeps poking you with his
spear.
It is almost an hour’s march to their vil-
lage, a collection of crude thatched huts. As you
are led into the clearing, you have the uncom-
fortable feeling that you and Indy are exactly
the kind of prey this hunting party has been
looking for.
“Indy, look!” you say, pointing straight up.
Hanging in a crisscrossed pattern above the
entire village are long twisted vines. Hundreds
of sm al l ro un d ob je ct s da ng le fr om th em lik e
party decorations.
“What are they?” you whisper. “Midget co-
conuts?”
“We should be so lucky,” says Indy. “It’s a
mighty fine collection. ..of shrunken heads!”

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 sugh the tall grass until it
‘stop halfway over the edge of
a b s t h e r a d i o t r a n s m i t t e r . '
sla n e t i p s d a n g e r o u s l y !
10S.” he s h o u t s i n t o t h e m o u t h p i e c e .
j sI n d i a n a J o n e s c a l l i n g I n c a e x p e d i t i o n ,
+<
eo. C o m e i n , C u z c o ! S . 0 . 5 . ! " |
Ol dy barely m a n a g e s t o r a d i o y o u r p o s i t i o n
. the plane sud d e n l y s h i f t s a n d b e g i n s t o
je. Y o u a n d I n d y s c r a m b l e o u t o f t h e c a b i n }\f
plane plunges o v e r t h e c l i f f t o f i e r y d e - 7 7
o
sucti onn t h e r o c k s b e l o w . ) 2

"You are sa f e f o r t h e m o m e n t . B u t i t ’ s a l - | Py

ready afternoon. Shoul yo d u t r y t o g e t t o C u z c o a e

n oot before nightf
"of a l l , o r s i m p l y w a i t h e r e i n | |
hopes that the exped i t i o n w i l l f i n d y o u ? — | i e
a
'_it's good thi y n g o u r a d i o e d o u r p o s i t i o n , ” | | "
you s a y t o
I n d y . i.
_____+fadio ed it all ri g h t , ” h e s a y s . “ B u t n o b o d y i
T h e r a d i o m a y h a v e b e e n d e a d ! ” _ | |
: i. e d .

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 cared!” ae warns. Back
on the right. .. If we can ¢lj
ae the tree st
eps a heal
n another. And another.
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ught we got riq

Pe ou and Indy are caug ht be.

3 z momentyo the chief’s face paint,
a puma headdress have one good “al
a kitties are chickening out,” says Indy ;
‘Cougars beat a hasty retreat back intoi
shes.
You are in grave danger. The savages h
ave
you off from escape. And they won’t frightenr
easily as the cougars!
“Looks like they me
an bu Siness this time,’
ndy.
‘ore afraid he’s right. Th
O C
e c h i e f i s g l a r - a y
l o u s l y , a
TThh, > only Way oifuatbo ut to attack.
s
is down the sheer :"
yon, w a l l of Ty
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beni od ee . .

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 oe ae the northeast.
o n h
2 he says
e a d f o r t h a t m o u n t a
“We'll Ee we can still makien Cpuazscso eae
De Ae ¢€
to you. “May
e

7
" pe rt
aN .. and im e. ” around the edg
Indy pig pide down
the steep
n e “thi k
ly cliffs, The et. ge ialow oa:with jungl e un-
wth, lies a thous k”
‘Boty aon, sides of this oe ae are sheer roc
| . We'll never be able to— |
phi oe Bat Indy is uncoiling his bullwhip. He oe
‘fi! One end of it through your belt and knots it.
lei Then he lashes the other end of the
twenty-foot
sii Whip to his own belt.
ki "Follow me,” he Says, Swin
edge of the cliff.
g i n g o v e r t h e
sl You don’t have an y t
ii S€e that he is fi i m e t o h esitate. You
nding handholds a
climbing Straight nd footholds.
down.
t i o u f o l l o w , carefully using
holds, buWt yo
ur legs are n t h e s a m e hand-
F an you ar ot as long a
e afraid to l
o
s I n d y ’ s
hi o k d o w n .
ake your time,”
j 've got an ¢ alls Ind
eye on you!” y from belo
w.
_ P u t y o u r f i n g ers are slj
Tation, an
r shoe g]j P p e r y wj th
Son the sm p e r s p ; _
Ing! 0th— roc k
 ya Ce *

Is this what happened to all those search| ,

_ parties? |
___ At least none of them looks like Sir Reg: :
gle,” says Indy. ;
___ The spearpoints urge you through the vil-/
lage. There, past the huts, is a wide, circular! }
“stern in the ground, formed by rough blocks;
‘of stone. Near it is a Massive stone statue, the
a fierce grimace.
Ht idol to the Tiahuanaco people!” |
hese headhunters must be de.
‘ahuano—worshippers of the
the stone tear in the statues}
But you
r intere
St in anthropology is at al

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ae ve
ee ee
eee 18

2 ——

i ee est a = 3

al l - t i m e l o w . O u t o f a n e
headhu n t e r : H e w e a r s a h e e p e a a
b r i g h t f e a t h e r s , a n d a b e l t d o f
fringed with
r u n k e n h e a d s ! H e s t r i d e s e e
rated with sh
f r o n t o f t h e i d o l a n d p i c k s :
the low altar in =
bloodstained ston e a x e !
m e s s l o w l y t o w a r d y o u .
Then he co e o ur
I n d y . “ M u s t n ’ t l o s
Easy!” says
heads...so to speak.”
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e
ee
#eeee . Deb eeeeeeaneseceoneeooe®

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page 7. o f th i s , t u r n t o
d y g e t y o u o u t
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page 12.

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 y o u c l a w a o y
m s a n e t e r n i t y ,
: . F o r w h a t s e e
‘ s
2 rately
pe at th so e lid ock. Then you lose y
r t I n d y
p a c e r i g h t d o w n pa s
a n d f a l l t h r o u g h s y ,
grip e n j e r k , a n d y o u fi n d y o
T h e r e i s a s u d
self swinging from your waist by the d taut whip |
Up a b o v e , I n d y i s s t i l l g r i p p i n g t h e c l i f f f a c e .
' Try to g e t h o l d o f t h a t l e d g e ! ” h e c a l l s .
You see a small led g e j u t t i n g o u t o f t h e |
e e o r f o u r g e n t l e s w i n g s o f t h e | #
rocks. After thr a b t h e l e d g e . 7
o u r l i f e l i n e — y o u g r .
-w h i p — y
“One good thing...” y o u g a s p a s I n d y c l i m b s |
do w n n e x t t o y o u , ‘ I ’ m n o t n e r v o u s a n y m o r e ! ” |
“Goo d ! ” h e s a y s w i t h a g r i n . “ L e t ’ s g o . ” |
Soo n y o u a r e c l i m b i n g d o w n w i t h t h e ag il -|
ity of a hu m a n f l y , a n d b e f o r e l o n g y o u h i t t h e |
dense j u n g l e o f t h e U r u b a m b a r i v e r v a l l e y . I n d y |
u n t i e s t h e w h i p a n d c o i l s i t o v e r h i s s h o u l d e r
again.
You look a r o u n d . T h e s u r r o u n d i n g f o l i a g e
is thick w i t h h u g e , h e a v y p a l m f r o n d s a n d
twisted vines. Your way is barred.
Eyen Indy won’t be able to get through this:
| the metal seal. One he “You and Indy lean
- stone door begins to g1V° h u n t i l , w i t h a
et
i n g s a r o u n d o n a
k, it s w
“mighty scraping crea
central pivot.
But before In dy ca n ho ld u p th e t o r c h to
look in si de , th er e is a lo ud cl ic k, f o l l oaw e d b y
whirring noise.
“Get down!” shouts Indy.
You throw yourselves to the ground not a
moment too soon. With a twang, a spear-headed
iron shaft whizzes over your heads with tre-
mendous force and lodges in the solid stone!
| “Ingenious,” says Indy. He gets up to ex-
amine the opposite wall. “Look. A Spanish
crossbow, concealed in the stone,
by the opening door.
and triggered
There’ Ss a date et
it—1530” . ched on
“ae
Now, for the fi
Fst time, you both enter
t ti
¢
the
 ‘ou have to shield your eyes from the play,
ou and Indy are standing in a large room,
led almost to the ceiling with golden treasure
- Here ar e hu nd re ds of go ld st at ue s— al pa . ;
ee ‘ toads, cougars, and kings. There are obsig.
jan figurines encrusted with gems, and beaten
"silver ornaments. All of th e wa ll s ar e pa ne le d |
with flat sheets of pure gold. “7
-*Pizarro’s loot!” cries Indy. “That room in |
_ Cajamarca must be a fake!” :
' “Who? What? Where?” you ask.
_~ Indy laughs.
| “This has to be the Golden Room of Ata-
~ hualpa,” he says. “In 1532 the conquistador Pi-
' Zarro betrayed the last king of the Incas,
a _Atahualpa. He agreed to free the king and leave
| ™ peace if the Incas would fill an entire room
= with gold. Atahualpa agreed. Then Pizarro had
: the king strangled, and looted the room. Most
s ee the Spaniards melted down

at tt they didn’t,” you Say, “because here

 e t h e e n o r m o u s
and t r i e s E e m o v
ndy tri
, b u t i t w i l l n o t b u d g e .
ab z a r r o , ”
ro
h e
e

c u r s e o f P ibd

ys.
“J
3, °To
“To
gue
be
s s t h i
trapped
s i s t h e
forever in in
a room full of
u
Mh g old.”

Is this the end, you wonder?

jumps up with the torch.
Suddenly Indy
“There’s another way out of here!” he
‘shouts. “Look, the torch is still burning, and for
that you need oxygen!”
-. §oon you are both climbing the piled-up
i goldto the ceiling. Carefully cut into the rock
| is a trap door.
; And the trap door leads to a cave.
, And the cave to a dirt road.
And coming down the dirt road is the Cuzco
| expedition!
| . They run to meet you, and the leader shakes
_ Indy’s hand.
“We found Sir Reginald in the mountains
yesterday, and we’ve been looking all day for
you two,” says the man. “Sir Reginald and the
pilot bailed out of the cargo plane just as it
crashed into a mountain. Sir Reginald is very
unhappy. He’ll never be able to find the Pendant
of the Incas again!”
“I think we can cheer him up,” says Indy
Be a wink at you. “We found something bet-

Y o u w i n k b a c k .
END
1 e :
 that’s nothing,” say
s Indy, pulling
*stone in the center of the cave a
S R e
recd towhat ir ggie f o u nd i n h i s ‘ c e

Be der e r o u n d is a t r e a s u r e to ri va l
E eha t th e f a b u l o u s In ca c o l l e c t e d — a s m a l l }
olden t e m p l e to th e w e e p i n g g o d of T i a h u a n o l |

ntings, and the solid-gold altar is studded 7|

™ gems!
__ What astory! In one short day you and Indy | | peveproens
TN

a havefound the cargo plane and Sir Reginald,

scaped from headhunters, and unearthed 4
p ‘iceless temple.
=, Se you do after writing your news a arAEA
emote
race
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eet
nario

you answer with a smile.

 71
ae | ne a
thing, you say
as you follow him:
4
“Took what's in
windless space.
" the valley!” e d c a r g o
t y y a r d s o f f i s t h e w r e c k
About thir ickest
| p l a n e l y i n g a t o
4 vines you've ever seen—huge
p a c a r p e t o f t h e b i g e o
tang
e e o g e
On pan you and Indy stumble ove
r the thick,
twisted vines to the wreck, you see a terrible
sight. Lying on a jumble of broken bones outside
M the plane are a pair of boots and pilot’s goggles.
al “Indy!” you cry. “It looks like Sir Reginald
Mand the pilot didn’t make it out of here...”
fu But Indy is standing absolutely still. Per-
ll spiration stands in tiny beads on his forehead.
“Th-there’s no wind in this valley,” he
d} +stammers. “So how come these v-vines
are mov- ~
li ing?!”
Now the horrible truth dawns on
you both.
The ground is rolling under your
feet. The giant
H mines are twenty-five-foot-long
anaconda snakes!
The valley floor is squirming with
them!
They are beginning to coil around you
ready to crush you both an r l e g s ,
d then feed on your
Odies!
You don’t have much ti
me to act.

fees es
*@ee ee Se AE ES 8 6 60s Per tis 86S 0 A CR ee

Tf you try to run back to the windy canyon,

| turn to Page 34.
= Ify |
ou make a run for the plane, turn to page

33
 Tou’ve g o t t o h e l p h i m !
t o o l a t e . T w o s n a k e s a r e w r a p - |
But y o u ' r e
s t h e m s e l v e s a r o u n d y o u !
They s l i t h e r a r o u n d y o u r l e g s a n d t h e n
ap them s e l v e s a r o u n d y o u r w a i s t a n d y o u r |
est, tighter and tighte r s t i l l . . . 3
__ H a s e v e r y e x p e d i t i o n m e t t h i s f a t e , y o u |
won d e r , a s y o u l o s e c o n s c i o u s n e s s ? I s t h i s t h e |
ancient and terrible Legion of Death? Can your |

END?
 (ee ay:he’s paying
7 Sir Reginald
t t o g e t h i m s a f e l y b i
an L e g i o n o fD e a t h ? ee
“Wh a t a b o u t t h e .
ee e r s t i t i o n , e e n d y
b e j u s t a s u p
“Could e x i s t s .
p r o o f t h a t i t a c t u a l l y
“There’s n o s l e e p .
d y a r e able t o c a t c h a lit t l e
: “ Y o u o d I n
o u w a k e , it is nea r l y d a w n .
q When y
e n l y y o u h e a r t h e l o u d s h r i e k o f a m a -
S u d d
caw and the h u n g r y c r y o f a p r o w l i n g c o u g a r .
i) You turn to Indy, w h o is j u s t w a k i n g u p .
“T hope n o a n i m a l s c a n g e t u p h e r e — ” y o u
" begin. :
] Youre interrupted by a low growling sound
from nearby. As you listen, it gets louder and
Piedder. =
i : “Indy!” you whisper. “One of the jungle cats
! is stalking us!”

Pes
eee
ere a mem AMT ee wr WN a eke So.
NL SEE eee eee Ct 8 dy tas
Sas emer are mee Ce Param Gere ee ek
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35
 th ak he Fe ep cc ti s we 'r?
e no t re al ly fr ie n
s¢god,”” you whisper to Indy. |
“ W a i t ti ll he fi nd s ou t we ha ve n’ t ev en be en ||
introduced” says Indy. “Listen, I’m gonna takes
a closer look at this mound..
_ Suddenly the natives begin to shout avi
point at the cave entrance.
— -“They’re shouting ‘lightning spears’! ” says |
Indy.
___ There is a loud crack, a tongue of flame,
mand the natives scatter wildly. |
¥ “Dive for cover!” Indy yells to you. “Those
‘ lightning Spears’ are rifles!”
 1 esensl T2 he ae s p e s y o u 2
d was th e w h i r o f i t s r o t a r y b l a d e s . —
The copter sets down o n t h e p l a t e a u , i t s
huge blades spinning sl o w l y t o a s t o p . T w o m e n
emerge. One is port l y a n d w e a r s a w h i t e s u i t .
The other is tall and thin.
The man in white rushes over to you.
g “Indiana Jones!” he gasps. “Thank heav-
4 ens! We thought we’d lost you! I am Waldo Shys-
_ter-Haven, and this is my associate, Burch.”
“ _-*S“Mr. Shyster-Haven!” says Indy. “I’m sur-
_ prised you came down here in person!”
q “Well, er, this expedition is important to
_ me,” says the millionaire. “Come! We must get
back to Cuzco!”
When you arrive in the city, Indy takes you
i to the home of a Peruvian native named Topa.
_ A proud man, Topa claims his famil y goes all
~ the way back to the Incas. You will stay in his
| _ house until Indy and the exped ition get back.
7" T h a t n i g h t , a s y o u l i e i n b e d , y o u h e a r l o w
~ voices from th e s t r e e t o u t s i d e y o u r w i n d o w .
 : "prete n d h e k n o w s nothir :
aven’s sche m e u n t i l t h e b a r g e d o k g

| expect to find the wr

{ morning.
e c k e d
2s
pl an e, In dy y ” . y

fa r f r o m w h e r e w e d o c k . I w a n t |
| gs to you, “not
you and Topa to follow us into the jungle. Once :
yo u s h o w up , I' ll tu rn th e ti de on th es e gu ys . |
don’t like se cr et s. Es pe ci al ly wh en We ll sp ri ng :
r a d e a d l y p o i s o n ! |
Industries is afte
e n t y o u t h i n k y o u h e a r f o o t s t e p s , i
*- Fora mom
u l o o k o u t o n d e c k , t h e r e ’ s n o o n e
‘But when yo
there. : a
_. The next day eve r y t h i n g g o e s a c c o r d i n g to
‘plan. You and T o p a fo ll ow t h e e x p e d i t i o n in to
_ the jungle, where Indy lo ca te s t h e d o w n e d ca rg o |
plane. |
: All the ar ti fa ct s ar e st il l on b o a r d . B u t th er e 7
is no sign of Sir Reginald Brooksbank or the |
pilot. If they survived the crash, the wild ant
mals must have gotten them.
Shyster-Haven reaches into the wreck and |
_ pulls out the Pendant of the Incas! ;
oe rmla won't fall into the wrong |
a ; y Says to the millionaire, pulling out :
we ee “Not if I can help it. ’m afraid you

But Shyster-Have
n only smiles!

oan
ee ee. i
a

THM t p
0 a g ea r c s . . .s t
or t
 sood purc aba ‘ :
) rollintoa free-fall. eee a
ut surprisingly, you land quite agrte! Ae
| edge about halfway down. Indy is already

yore don’t understand,” you say to Indy. “I

- really fell fast, but I stayed up. It was like I was
_ being held up by something.”
_ . Me, too,” says Indy, stretching out his
hand. “And I know why. Feel that!”
You put your hand out and feel a tremen-
dous updraft of wind blasting straight up the
cliff. Indy points out that the canyon is sur-
1 rounded by flat, sheer cliff walls. The offshore
t wind, funneled in through a small crevice, hits
i the canyon walls and is forced upward at great
i ©=sSpeed.
‘ “This updraft,” he concludes, “must have
caused the atmospheric turbulence that made
our plane crash.”
Cushioned by the powerful wind, you and
Indy make it safely to the canyon floor.
: You’ve barely caught your breath when
SS
—
=
Se Indy is off again, fighting the wind to climb
ee around an enormous boulder.
“Kid!” he shouts. “Look at this! A hidden
valley!”

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| 39
_ Fag
ae
ie: pyne
 But nothing is certain hiwi th Indy arouwrnd a, ,
_—In midair, he cracks s wh ip an d
br an ch of a tr ee th at ’s ju tt in g oy |
th e
‘jtaround gorge: Holding you in his other arm, |
over the
he swings do wn in a br ea th ta ki ng ar c, on to on . |
to rr en t. a
pank of the ra gi ng
You land wi th a sp la t in th e mu d.
You bo th ju st si t th er e fo r a mo me nt , cat ch. |
th . It wa s a na rr ow es ca pe . ,
ing your brea
~ An d on ly te mp or ar y.
“Indy!” yo u ga sp . “L oo k! ” |
Crawling out of the wa te r on to th e mu dd y |
bank are dozens of huge cr oc od il es . Th ey loo k }
hungry! 4
Indy fires at them , bu t so on he ’s ou t of bul : }
lets. The crocodiles keep coming, crawling all
over each other to get at you. i
Just as you think this must be the end, Indy }
pulls out his bullwhip again. Will he fight the
crocs with it? Will he use it to haul you both t0
oa somehow? You don’t know. As the croe }
: co me at yo u, ja ws a i g op en
g wi de , yo u ke e? |
g
tellin yor
a that nothing is c e r t a i n w i t h I n d y

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 oes ” says t h e m i l l i o n a i r e , “ t h a t
, F a l it , m y d e a r J o n e s . N o w , if y o u l l
y o u r g u n , y o u r f r i e n d s w i l l n o t di e.
od + d r o p
t ? ” s a y s I n d y , t u r n i n g . —
‘ “«y-w h a
7 f o u r m e n g e e d y o u w i t h r i f l e s !
There are
drops h i s p i s t o l .
p o r k . m e n , ” s a y s S h y s t e r - H a v e n .
o n
at, «yoy see, Jones, we ca b n e s n e a k y t o o . O n e o f
my men ov e r h e a r d y o u r l i t t l e s c h e m e l a s t n i g h t . ”
“Aren’ t y o u c l e v e r , fa t m a n . ”
: “Yes!” says the millionaire. “And Well-
1d spring Industries is a clever company. Under
‘Iti my direction, they will mass-produce this lethal
poison”—he taps the pendant—“and turn it into
fbi a nerve gas!”
Lg al “And what will you do with this nerve gas?”
_ says Indy. “As if I didn’t know.”
Ind “Sell it to the highest bidder, of course,”
tth replies Shyster-Haven. “There are dictatorships
thi that would pay a fortune for it.”
cro “Now we know what his real hobby is, kid,”
kei ‘Indy calls to you. “Money!”
Int

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 if the end before it goeg o, |
aly as a large spider scurrig, fe

re 4 ofJuck. The torch goes out!

yO ar 3 ome light in the tunng|
Lue eae say, pointing ahead. There i
~ le ad in g up at a Sharp
anel
‘ane cie sto ne sta
outntof the tunnel! The way up
irw ay
is partly
kad with rubble, but light streams in at the

a;- When you and Indy finally break through,

_ you find yourselves in the ruins of the Inca tem.
8 | |
You are in Cuzco!
The ruins lie beneath a Spanish church,
Standing there is a very surprised group of
ar-
cheologists. It is the Cuzco expedition, trying
to
decide what to do next.
one man, recovering from hi
s
the tunnel too! We were about
0 look for you!”
ou
“On “o a you know about it?” you ask.
corner Just,” comes a weak voice from the
It ig Sir Regi
nald Brook
sbank!
 tunnel to kill off inva
ow do you know about
all this,Sir R,
” asks Indy. ap ee eek ee
os see Saystheoldman. —_—
He
Be hands indy a small
in Spanish iritiag: areas
Sheet of parchment _ :
___ “{ found it in this,” he adds, holdi
_ large gold disc. It’s the Pendant of the Tenet
Hi
smiles. “It was the one thing I was able tos
ave
from the plane crash.”
Indy is reading the parchment.
“But it doesn’t say here what the Spanish
trap was, says Indy, “or if it ever killed invad-
ing Incas.”
“Oh, but that’s where the Spanish always
misjudged,” says Sir Reggie. “The Incas were
never warlike or greedy, like their conquerors.
So the trap was never needed.”
“But what was the trap?” you ask.
_ “Probably that obviously fake tomb back
there,” says the old man with a shrewd smile.
“You must have passed it. My guess is, if you
were to break the snake seal, the whole tunnel
would cave in on you!”
You look at Indy.
This is one story you almost didn’t live to
tel]!
END
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 pan PEE CR

pines
 o
ly turns tf i r e a n o t h e r s h o t .

He’s out of bullets.

ss *W-ewe’ll never get out of here!” he shouts
above the roar of the wind.
You quickly pull the metal ring on the par-
-achute you’ve brought from the wreck.
“Hold on!” you yell to Indy. |
The chute opens and is filled with air im-
mediately by the powerful updraft.
You and Indy loop your arms through the
straps, and just as the anacondas coil around
_ your feet, that wind blows you straight up!
The snakes drop away like loose strings.
You sail up and out of the canyon and land
with a thud on the bluff above.
You and Indy untangle yourselves from the
billowing chute and stand up, only-to come face
to face with the headhunters!
“This is too much for one day!” you exclaim.
“Look who’s here,” says an unfamiliar voice.

EE
orth
tt
Tatar
nein
ts nee
 i fall the heawayid
+

wall, just big enough for yoy 4,

ly picks up a human thigh bone ang

is shirt around it, tying it securely. Then |
a match to it.
Holding the makeshift torch in front of him,
e crouches down and crawls through the hole,
fou c l i m b t h r o u g h af te r h i m .
~ You find yourselves in a high-ceilinged, an-
t tunnel. |
“I wonder where this leads?” .
-You walk along, looking up at the high |
alls and ceiling. They look as if they were
ved out of solid earth and bedrock hundreds
ars ago. :
slithering sound makes you jump.
__itisa horned lizard, disappearing into the
$s beyond your flickering torchlight. An
= giant centipede runs up the walls:
er. This man-made thoroughfare is now
un of insects
and reptiles!

Peewee seeee®
 © «tho are youy? ask.
ou” |
“The Cuzco ex p e d i t i o n ! ” a n s w e r s a n o t h e r
e s e l o c a l s t o l e a d u s t o y o u
an. “ W e h i r e d t h
k . B u t b e f o r e w e c o u l d g e t y o u r
and the w r e c
attention, yo u b o t h j u m p e d o v e r t h e c l i f f ! ”
_ “We though t y o u w e r e f i n i s h e d , ” s a y s t h e
o d y e v e r r e t u r n s f r o m t h e V a l l e y
"first man. “Nob
of t h e L e g i o n o f D e a t h ! ”
Indy sits on a rock, t a k e s of f hi s h a t , a n d
‘mops his brow . “I f I’ d k n o w n th e Le gi on of D e a t h
2 was snakes,” he says, “I never would have come!”
| “Yeah,” says one of the Americans, “and
— -you didn’t even get what you came for. Waldo
7 Shyster-Haven will be very disappointed.”
a You reach inside your shirt and pull out
the pendant.
a Aw, heck,” you say with a smile, “we
a want to disappoint the poor little rich

END

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 i n g t o o h a r d t o f i g u r e a w a v e . |
-You a r e t r y
a t e I n d y ’ s j o k e s . Y o u t
of o
this ta p p r e c i
Yo u g l a n c e a r o u n d .
t i o n i s o n I n d y a n d S h y s t e
E v e r y o n e ’ s a t t e n t o s o m e t h i n g q u i c k i a .
~ Haven. You or Topa mu s d
yy
or you w i l l a l l b e k i l l e d .
Nobody w o u l d e x p e c t T o p a t o r u s h S h y s t |
i s h e c o u r a g e o u s e n o u g h ? a
Haven, but
No b o d y w o u l d e x p e c t y o u t o m a k e a b r e a k |
u n g l e . B u t m a y b e i t w o u l d d i e |
for it into the j
t r a c t t h e m l o n g e n o u g h t o g i v e I n d y a n a d v a n -
ae
 Jegsly into t h e j u n g l e . R i -
_but y o u t h i n k t h e m e n
h e y m i s s y o u . Y o u
qiy. since t
ei under c o v e r o f t h e t h i c k u n d e r -
p e e r t h r o u g h t h e t r e e s a t t h e w r e c k
“ a n Y o u
» to s e e i f I n d y h a s e s c a p e d .
ie E v e r y o n e i s g o n e ! ‘ |

c e p t T o p a , w h o l i e s o n t h e
Everyone ex
ground, dy i n g . T h e t h u g s s h o t h i m !
You kneel a t h i s s i d e .
“They ta k e I n d y . . . ” s a y s T o p a f e e b l y .
e !
" *Go...sav him G e t b a c k p e n d a n t . . . y e s ? ”
He tries to smile, then falls back.
“T go,” he says with his last breath, “to join
my ancestors!”
__ You run through the jungle to the river.
.The barge has already left! You can just see it,
tounding a bend in the river!
rp
:
You've got to follow, but how?
How would Topa have done it?
_ ow may be able to track the barge
Ray ! Trying to move through the jungle
the eet half stumble, half wade through
eae
enetiesipy
INR
Sit
ner
agers
mot
ae
ae
sfEr

all the w y ground, keeping the barge in sight

ay up the Urubamba.
en you see it dock in a ve ry st ra ng e pl ac e.
 sarily the next morning you sneak oyt
ces to warn Indy. | aa
~~ You take a shortcut past the Inca ruing
‘the trail Ind y s a i d h e w o u l d t a k e o n h i s w a y t , 1
: amba River.
a” the ex pe di ti on ha s lef t an d is al re ad y |
‘ar ahead of you! ;
, Ape Eve got to get to Indy without the |
others finding out!
Soon the trail is thick with undergrowth,
Thick tree root s, han gin g vin es, and den se, tan-
gled foliage slow you down, but you stumble on
as best you can.
Then the trail leads you up a high foothill.
You scramble up the hill, higher and higher
until, out of breath and limping painfully, you
reach the summit.
The scene before you sends waves of fear
coursing through you like electric shocks.
 p eae t h a t a b u t s
gorge youve e v e r s e e n .
ee

s r o a b e l o w .
she ‘4 Ech the misty void is a long

d a e m a d e f r o m b r a n c h e s a n d v i n e s .
t
abou to l e a d t h e e x p e d i t i o n a c r o s s !
a aay is H a v e n
ghyste r - seems to be afraid to step
on the fra g i l e - l o o k i n g b r i d g e . I t ’ s n o w o n d e r ,
;you think, wi t h a l l t h e w e i g h t h e ’ s c a r r y i n g .
- emotio ns fo r In dy to go fi rs t. Yo u se e on e

across. —
Are they plotting to send Indy to his death?
All they have to do is cut the suspension
ou" tables that stretch across from the stone piers,
| and Indy won’t stand a chance!
| Should you risk everything and warn Indy
_ tow? Or should you throw a stone at one of the
| men? That would cause enough of a distraction
lo give Indy a chance to get across.
You have to act fast!

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os ae
 ‘You realize it’s a secret laborato:
) sign, but you’re sure it’s a branch o}
spring Industries.
You sneak up to a window and see the
inals lead Indy into the front room where We
Shyster-Haven is waiting.
“Okay, Jones,” sneers the millionaire, “Yo,
will be the first to learn the ancient secret. The |
first to sniff the pleasant aroma of a thousand. |
year-old poison.” | b
He turns to a technician.
“Take this formula,” he says, “and bring ij :
back some gas in a small atomizer.” br
The technician takes the formula into a en
back room.
They’re going to use Indy as a guinea pig! | fox
How can you stop them? tor

a
{ hic

om

.
OT ACES A re Meee
Serene
Peeers
eee
 hie follow him into a grove of eucalyptus
8 i) trees and high brush.
“Knowing my fr ie nd Si r Re gg ie ,” In dy go es
on, “I bet he aimed for the lake too. Or even the
beach Lh age

“Indy!” you cry. “Look!”

There, in the middle of the tall, tangled
bushes, carefully covered with a camouflage of
woven branches, is the missing cargo plane!
Quickly you and Indy pull away the
branches and force open the door. The plane is
empty. :
There are no bodies in the cabin, no arti-
facts in the cargo bay, no supplies. Only a locked
tool chest.
You try to imagine what must have hap-
pened here two months ago. Why was the plane
hidden? Where are Sir Reginald and the pilot?
“Maybe th ey we re me t by so me na ti ve s,
muses Indy. 2
Maybe they were attacked by some natives,
you think nervously! Suddenly you ae nore
this country, safely bac
4ere far away from
2 ae soun d m a k e s y o u s p i n
around!

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53
 a giant fern, yoy
nd see him creeping up
he is planning to get the g,
4 devils” in the cave. Meanwhile
b st of gunfire spits out of the Cave
» and the natives run off in terror, |
ndy leaps into the cave, and you hea
, al
us scuffle. He may be in trouble!
You rush up the slope.
~ Just as you reach the cave, out come three
earded men in filthy, shredded clothing. The
‘leader grins a terrible grin.
te :
are the “mad devils” who’ve scared
“off a whole tribe of savage headhunters! |
| Can they be the mysterious Legion of
=) Death? —
_ Suddenly Indy walks out of the cave. He’s
| grinning too!
~

_ Myyoung friend,” says Indy, “m

eet my old
friend—Sir Reginald Brooksba
nk!”
ie “The archeologist?
”
the same,” Says Brooksban
k. “And these
oe are my pilot and co-pilot
. We’ve been trying
eep these natives at bay fo
r two months now,
mMmunition was runnin
g low. It’s 4
had to live nealike pee When you did. We'v
A © Aermits ever since we ese
lly, is risht 22° Wreck—w
. “B hich, incidet-
ut what ab
& to the oth
€r side of thi;s hil-1l19. ?
ask. out the Inca artifacts?” you
biedkA ar

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SR
SNes SS
<SSSoSnIe ATR
pt
 our ticketOU p e
er ee Gout for Sir |

TAs ne in working order, |

sine logs in front of the |

o f m o v i n g h e a v y ob-
1 ies et h o d
l s , ” h e s a y s t o y o u a s h e be-
out w h e e
p a t h i
i n t h e b r u s h . W i t h y o u r h e l p
ra
e p l a n e o n t o t h e l o g s . T h e l o g s r o l l | -
d t
I,,an lit bl e y l i t t l e y o u m o v e t h e |

y bout a hundred feet away, near a marshy |

is a block of stone. |
; oad goes to look at it and you follow. |
2e message has been scratched h
astily. It |
areTHE HIGH ROAD. R. p. |
‘ a 8 Indy,'or Reggie lef
t this mes: |
 h a
i e : = |
an ancient Inicca a highway,’"says Indy
ope

| ofmiles one too.”

you are flying above the clearly de-
shway, keeping a low altitude to avoid
urbulence. Below, the great Inca road cuts
igh foothills and valleys and even a ridge -
solid volcanic rock.
“Keep your eye peeled for signs of Sir Reg-
»” Indy says.
~ Suddenly the high way forks ! One route
veers Sharply to the north east, the other con-
tinues due north.
" “We're low on fuel,” says Indy, looki ng at
thegauge. “Only enou gh left for one choic e!”
Which route should you follow?

ou flydue north, h i r n - t o p e a s 1 0 2 .
u veer northeast, turn to page 72.

O7
 yrrying sounds among
the
“vei
ncan
ativesee
s ardark
e runshadows
ning froipm
iting past crooked doorways,
Hed banging on doors, as if some. |
g to wake up whole households.
oe getting stranger and stranger!
first house you come to belongs to
4, You rush in to tell him about the
nge events of the night.
But the house is empty! |
& ou have just about had enough of this
4 nigt tmarish mystery. Your heart is beating so
t

fast,you can feel your chest thumping.

| ' Suddenly an open window in Huayna’s
house isblocked by the shadowy figure of a man |

looking in from outside.

- ie You duck down, terrified!
_____Has he—or it, you think—seen you?
Ree e
 hy it l o o k
s o sf a
p th e n e r v e t o l o o k a t t h e w i
figure has d i s a p p e a r e d .
e a r m u f f l e d v o i c e s . T h e y
‘you can h
ted, fearful. Y o u ' v e g o t t o g e t o u t o f
h o u s e a n d f i n d I n d y ! a
4
, creep s l o w l y t o t h e d o o r .
. N o t h i n g b u t a m o o n l i t s t r e e t
rou peek o u t
dark s h a d o w s .
d o o r s l o w l y , s l i p o u t , a n d
‘ou open t h e
s t r e e t . Y o u c a t c h g l i m p s e s
|purry d o w n t h e e m p t y
r u n n i n g b e t w e e n t h e s l
m a l
| fsh a d o w y f i g u r e s
b e s e e n , y o u d u c k a r o u n d
| houses. A f r a i d y o u ' l l
u n s m a c k i n t o a t a l l
e a r e s t c o r n e r a n d r
| t h e n
| man!
f r o m t h e w i n d o w !
.The dar k f i g u r e y o u
» is s t r o n g a r m s p r e s s
a b s y o u a n d h
He gr |
| ina v i s e l i k e g r i p !

eee oe ete
e sere en"
e e r

p
t
t o
S
u r n
;
; t
=
w a y
a

u f i g h t t o b r e a k a
<I fy o
g o l i m p a n d g i v e in,
~ If y o u
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 ‘destroy nonbeliev
er,

ie reaka ding peaceful Villages

:
ii

Y py moonlight: i orant and superstitious ty

f

ee makes them dangerous, 4

you, but that's W #
to take shape in your
mind. be you can use their own ignorance
May
i

: and superstition aga ins t th em .. .

You ask Huayna for a fast language lesson,
You concentrate with all your might as he tells |
you the Quechua words for curse, sun, night, |
death, release, kill, and forever.
You are the only one untied. When noneof
ieee
eae
ETee

a eas q one dash to Indy’s side |

the bullets, IS pis
and holdtol ir
ti om fits holster, remove
‘Well ce em tightly in your fist. |
b4) eo s No th in g, ” yo u mu tt er .
ont know what your
i d

e up to,” says I
“but good luck!” ndy,
bri
 he ped me carry, awa

zinald opens a wooden box and pulls

rgest necklace you’ve ever seen. It is
ant of the Incas. He hands it to Indy.
ce the triangle etched in the gold?”

In d y s t u d i e s i t .
“It looks like Machu Picchu!” you exclaim.
| Sir Reginald leads you over to the exca-
‘ation pit in the middle of the hall.
Precisely!” he says, gesturing into the pit
| where his crew is digging. :
_ There, arranged on golden biers, are row
| upon row of mu mm ie s! Th ey are car efu lly pre -
| ser ved in all the ir fi ne ry —j ew el ry an d sil ver
| masks,
“The ancient I n c a k i n g s ! ” s a y s I n d y .
| “Protecting the lost ci ty fo r et er ni ty , ac -
| “rding to legend,” s a y s S i r R e g i n a l d h a p p i l y .
“ W h a t l e g e n d ? ” y o u a s k .
‘The legend,” says I n d y , l o o k i n g at hi s
friend with admiration, “o f t h e L e g i o n of D e a t h ! ”

END
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dive into t h e p l a n g ©

ach oth e r t o r e a c h

h t h e a r t i f a c t
“
s 4 t h e g l e a m i n g P e n d a n t | ¢
ee searche
| 8
ard U
y o u S a y ; p u t t i n g L y
e without t h i s , ” 3 . ||
~ Ce
an he l y . Well | |
it around Bs Indy i n c r e d u l o u s
g - s n a k e s a l i v e ! . ||
o
ever & S t h r o u g h t h o s e u s a y . “ I t j u s t m i g h t | |

work. ” p a c k f r o m u n d e r |
a l a r g e c a n v a s
You grab
the pilot’s seat. e a p i n g |
“Run fo r t h e c a n y o n ! ” y o u s h o u t , l
e g o t t o m a k e i t b a c k i n t o |
from the w r e c k . “ W e ' v
s e y o u r g u n t o c o v e r u s ! ” |
the wind. U
As you ru n y o u h e a r I n d y s h o o t i n g W i l d l y . |
Then you trip over a sna t k e h e s i z e o f a r e d w o o t |
: logt It slith e r s o n t o y o u r b o d y . W i t h o u t t h i n k :
Ing, you pop it in the fa c e w i t h a h a r d l e f t h o o k
stunning it. .

a oa up and rac e a r o u n d t h e h ? |
Indy ig yj |
n g h t b e h i n d y o u . B u t s o a z t h e
| anacondas ,
And they are
gaining.

- -
~

R
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62
 ) legend,” he says, “Mar
son ofthe sun. He came to Peru and
olden staff to the earth. The earth
it up, and presto! The city of Cuzco

ore you know it, Indy has brought your

to smooth landing on the ancient road.
ro of you walk to the base of Mount Huas-

Next to a zigzagging mountain path are

| two llamas tied to stakes. There are canvas packs —
on their backs. Ea ch co nt ai ns a su pp ly of ch ar -
Z| qui dried meat — f o r se ve ra l da ys ’ jo ur ne y.
It lo o k s a s i f s o m e o n e i s e x p e c t i n g y o u t o
"conti n u e y o u r s e a r c h u p t h e m o u n t a i n .
“Never l o o k a g i f t l l a m a i n t h e m o u t h , ”
-)
d | says I n d y , m o u n t i n g o n e o f t h e m .
=~) Y o u h o p o n t h e o t h e r o n e .
Y o u h o p e y o u ’ r e n o t m a k i n g a m i s t a k e .
51
 ” he says, “I don’t know how you got |
but you won't live to see my death!”
the fat millionaire cocks the trigger.
; about to shoot Indy!
’you shout. You leap through the win-
1d spray the atomizer in his face.
drops to the floor. You tell Indy there
ly gas spreading through the building,
e two of you run for it. And you keep
ag until Wellspring Industri es and its
, lysecrets are far behind you!
 ice speaks again, you rep.
ae of B u r c h , S h y s t e r - H a .

ae B
zg act A says Burch. Then his
fter,
,andyou think you hear him

What could that mean?!

ne.thing is certain—there is strange
iness brewing, and Burch is in on it! With
aninvaluable artifact like the Pendant of the
} Incas at stake, Indy could be in danger!
‘Should you wait until morning and warn
Indy? Or should you wake up Topa
and get him
tohelp? |

Ww a a
.
? To
°pa,
ndy in
turn to page 81.
nN the morning, turn to
 tunately your abductor was sti
you over his shoulder. He pounces on
et as you free Ind y, and the figh t is on! -
dy kno cks him out cold wit h one goo d
n the chin , the n turn s and swi ngs at an- :
chasqut. |
You star t to un ti e Hu ay na ’s ha nd s so h e
canhelp, but one of th e sa va ge s gr ab s yo u fr om
pehind a n d w r a p s y o u i n v i n e s , p i n n i n g y o u r
arms. g u n , b u t
g e t s o f f t w o s h o t s f r o m h i s
Indy
r e d . O n e c h a s q u i k n o c k s t h e g u n
he’s outn u m b e
n d t w o m o r e o v e r p o w e r h i m .
from his han d , a
f o r c e d t o w a t c h h e l p l e s s l y .
You a r e n o r e t h e
a n g r y n o w . T h e y i g
They are n d y a n d
g e r s a n d c o n c e n t r a t e o n I
peaceful v i l l a e n
o f y o u t o o n e o f t h e w o o d
you. They t i e b o t h
g i t t o w a r d t h e b l a z i n g
l i t t e r s a n d s t a r t d r a g g i n
fire. n e w s s t o r y a r e
r p l a n s t o w r i t e a
All you a d v e n t u r e w i t h
t o g o u p i n s m o k e ! Y o u r
about t h h a s c o m e t o a
r i o u s L e g i o n o f D e a
the m y s t e
star t l i n g a n d u n e x p e c t e d

END.
 Poe j 4 our night. :
| ell You look up in time
ea G aeriios coming down on you, and
srow y o u r a r m s o v e r y o u r e y e s . —
When you take your arms away, you see
sunlight streaming through the window
of your
village bedroom. Huayna walks in
the door.
“Ah.” he says, “finally awake,
I see. We
___ thought it best to let you sleep. Indiana Jones
has just returned from the mountains with Sir
- Reginald. After his cargo plane crashed, h
e
stored the artifacts in a cave he kn
ew of from
his last expedition. So everything
is safe—in-
cluding the Pendant of the I
ncas! Now, if you
hurry and get dressed, yo
u’ll be back in Cuzco
by nightfall.”
You have oversle
citeme p t ! Y o u m issed all the ex-
nt!
3 As you get dressed
yourself. l
you mutter angrilye i e

turer ay eet pinch Myself? Some adven-

END
 R e i n a l d « E a d s
d y e x p l a i n s , S i r
11, In s d a e
h H i r a m B i n g h a m ’ e
st h u P i c c h u . —
st I n c a c i t y o n M a c
s c o u n t r y w e l l , ” s a y s —
g g i e k n o w s t h i
d h e h i g h w a y t o M a c h u
he foll o w e t
3
s : v i l l a g e
1 pice p u
d e c i d e t o s p e n d t h e n i g h t i n t h e
Yo u i n t h e m o r n i n g .
r M a c h u P i c c h u
and s e t o f f f o a n d c a n ' t s l e e p .
y o u ' r e r e s t l e s s
But th a t n i g h t
w a y . Y o u c a n s e e
a n d i n y o u r d o o r
You s t h t , j u s t p a s t
l i t b y m o o n l i g ?
I n c a h i g h w a y ,
t h e e v i l l a g e .
t h o u s e i n t h e s i l e n c e
the l a s e e p . In t h e a b s o l u t
E v e r y o n e 1 s a s l t r e t c h e s
r o a d , w h i c h s
e r t o t h e s t o n e
you s t r o l l o v
e d i s t a n c e . h a s q u l o f
into th i n a t i o n , y o u s e e a c
In yo u r i m a g . B a r e f o o t
n t h e h i g h w a y
s t a n d i n g o n c a p o n
olden t i m e s
a t r a d i t i o n a l I
g e d , h e w e a r s h e a d -
and par e l e g l o t h , a c o l o r f u l
l y w o v e ® c
o f i n t r i c a t e
cho ir n a
w a i t i n g f o r
y s t i l l . I s h e s
e s t a n d s v e r e s s a g e f o r h i
H T o r e l a y a m
h i n g r u n n e r ?
appro a c
o f y o u r o w n
king? t h e v i v i d n e s s -
s m i l e a t u g o f f t h e v 1
You a b o u t t o s h r
Y o u a r e
ima g i n a t i o n . o v e s !
t h e f i g u r e m n s t a n d i n g
sio n . T h e n T h e r e i s a m a
u b y o u r e y e s : h i g h w a y
Yo u r n t h e h a u n t e d
r o m f a r d o w !
th e r e . A n d f u n n i n g f e e t
a d d i n g o f r
h e r a p i d p i
pee t
l f , y ou t h i n k ,
pi n c h m y s e
e
e
e e
a
e

we
ee e

0 8 .
e

u r n t o p a g e 1
T
 jim :
the I n c a s .
m b o l i z e d l i f e t o
n s t a f f s y e d
s y m b o l i z
d a n t
y s ; “the P e n
d c o n d e m n o t h e r s
o e v 52
e r
i
|
o
g s a
it cou l
|
th e W h a u s e
t h e I n c a s b e c
w a s p r e c i o u s t 0 e t h e p e n .
t o d e a t h . I t n d w o u l d o n l y u s
eac a —
them s e l v e s w n ,
d e f e n d i n g l a m a s s t o p a n d k n e e l d o
d a n t i n t h e I
n w a l l s — r i s i n g
b u t m o u n t a i
Ahe a d a r e n o t h i n g
s s i b l e t o c l i m b .
u p . T h e y a i
r m
e p o
st r a i g h t t . B e f o r e y o u i s a
d I n d y d i s m o u n
You an y o u i s t h e
gmall rec e s s i n t h e r o c k w a l l . B e h i n d
pat h d o w n .
e@eeevveevee
 s
nake nor t t
h e a s t to Br€
a z i l
a y , b u t y o u r
t h e h i g h w
ow h e p l a n e d o w n
d y s e t s t

| aia surprise k
fa ec al ind ian s Br ee ’ Yo u, Sp
The pe chua, the ancient language of ea k
a form i the village schoolmaster
Incas.

H o a him.
anHed ishe eaisgear sc ho l
to help
hee
aa te raidand the missing artifacts.
eae “There is a legend in the Andes,” he says,
= “that the ancient highways are still used —by
_ the gho sts of our anc est ors , th e In ca s! )
“What if you don’t believe in ghosts?” asks
fady.
“You would if you lived here,” Huayna re-
plies. “Especially at night. Some villagers have
actually seen ghosts of chasquis—Inca
messen-
eers~running in the moonlight
as of old.”
‘Ive heard the lege
nd,” Says Indy, “
But
|
a6 I want to know

|
is, where does the highway
ead?”
s f
Huao
yna. “mHyuaynnaameP Sake mountain,”
laughs
Icchu.”
____Indy’s eyes wid en in amazement. |
Fe<m 1i ..
nk we're £9Nna fin S
__-8YS to yo u.
2“Ay,
d i r R e g g i e , ” h e |
 a saysThey. |peering at te
... blood!” he adds, cocking hispis- Be:

ae the llamas B e h i n d : T h e n h e di s-
i n t o a d a r k c a v e r n .

e I n d y i s i n t r o u b l e ! S h o u l d
: Eounds lik
h o l d i n g t h e f r i g h t e n e d l l a m a s ,
wai t h e r e ,
sh t o h i s a i d ?
d n ' t b e m u c h h e l p w i t h o u t a g u n .
You wou l

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u r
TPT

t o s h e c a r v e r n , t
rush in
b o l t i n g , t u r n t o
t h e l l a m a s f r o m
“ =

73
 e s t a n d t w o
e i t h e r s i d
_ On
o y a r d i n g h i m . e y
-¢ g i e , “ M a n
s S i r R e g
m e s a
ing, er y
w a l l e d u p al i v e j p
— &T'9 b e c o broth e p .
m e b a c k and
, h e c a
this c a v e . - and vow e d t o l e a d a peace.
o f D e a t h ! T h e g o l d e n
y c a l l e d t h e L e g i o n
time a r m w h e n
s p l a c e d a r o u n d A y a r ’ s n e c k
penda n t w a
Manc o m a d e t h e v o w . ”
l
Sir Regina pd o i n t s t o t h e m u m m y ’ s l a p .

SRN
: RRA ~ Y

MAE
 that.1was clearingsome> folie Yr
ice this morning,” says Sir Re
Bad holding up a bandaged finger. “And
ayself on Loki’s machete!
f?? : ‘

END
 t e l l h i m w h a t
cl y

«l i k e S h y s t e r - H a v e n ’ s u p t y
5 Indy. “But o n e t h i n g I c a n } —
c o u l d B u r c h h a v e m e a n t w h e n h e |
ee I :
7 pes!”ES one suddenly, slapping his
j cad. “Topa dumb head! Men not say ‘That’s
itie’ They say ‘Pachacuti’! The y me an gol den
ndant of the Inc as! ”
“They must have been talking about some-
‘thing inside the pendant,” you say to Indy.
“Something to do with poison!”
“sounds like this is more than a harmless
millionaire’s hobby,” says Indy.
Just then you hear voices outside the
cabin!
 hat’see the old m a n S o n n
go
a
nn a d o do
w
w
h
h e
ey

ection,” says t h e o t h p e e s
er. “You
“ie finds the wreck for us! feme |
Jones -
t o h a y : ‘ S h y s t e r
‘sce
an’t afford 0 have him around after _

‘You mean—’” begins t

J SM ane John?e»s Give Feeppear! Te
Sodis
epiialen hu

ae
BN n o o e y o u N o w
ird voice
g o e aa a a
breaks

man will brew some coca-chancas for you!”

in: “Sh

— ” gasps Topa. “Deadly poi-

T o p a e x p l a i n s i n a w h i s p e r t h a t t h e f o r -
.m u l a f o r c o c a - c h a n c a s w a s a w e a p o n o f t h e an -
sent Chancas people. H e s a y s t h a t t h e I n c a s
captured the formul a w h e n t h e y d e f e a t e d t h e
_Chanca s m o r e t h a n s i x h u n d r e d y e a r s a g o . It
was so dead l y , w h o l e n a t i o n s p e r i s h e d w h e n it
was p u t i n t o t h e i r d r i n k i n g w a t e r !
e c r e t ! ” y o u s a y . “ T h e P e n d a n t
“An ancient s
h o l d s o m e k e y t o t h e f o r m u l a ! ”
_ ofthe Incas must
h a v e t o f i n d a w a y t o fo il S h y s t e r -
You
_ Hayen’s “scheme”!
ete
cat
rete

y s t e r -
—

n g w i t h S h
C

l o
ee

a
M

a y
SM

t o p l
eS

e s
ee

__ IfI n d y d e c i d
Haven’s m e n , t u r n t o p a g e 3 8 .
r ¢h ependa n t a l o n e ,
Ifyou an d I n d y s e a r c h f o
|
| wn to page 92.
ri!
 n g p a i n i n s i
‘D , p a r a l y z i
e n ll
f a b a c k
t w i l d l y , t h
B i t : ] o u
ily. ¥
vou are los i n g c o n s c i o u s n e s s !
ce - _¢. oes black.
rything 8
up, you and Indy are in 9
u w a k e a a
When yo woyen net. It’s tied firmly at the
8 feeaiely
ttoop, and i t ’ s b e i n g h a u l e d u p t h e m o u n t a i n b y
. iaave Indians! You see more of them above,
-Jooking over the edge of
“Well,” Indy says to you as youre being a high ridge.

pulled up toward the ridge, “it’s faster than

climbing. Don’t knock it.”
| As you get closer you can see sharp knives
and long blowdarts in the Indians’ belts.
“Poison darts!” says Indy. “Lucky they only
stunned — These must be a remnant of the
ancient Yunga people. Fo |
sind were the oe a.
omehow they’ve
fifteen cs nd d fo tas petvive up
feet above civilization!” heres
The savage warriors d
ae
domed rock, carved
Stee sisi, aelik. a human ee ee
skull! They
€ rock and fasten your
ae - Then they scurry down to a ledge be-
 5u p s p e e d . Y O U
ys p i r a t i o n f r o m y o u r e y e s ,

w o r u n n e r s h a v e d i s a p .
stant the t
Coe
ey have gone?
re could th ; : t

solid, you remind your.

Butghosts aren't
- se lf , f e e l i n g v e r y f o o l i s h n o w f o r c h atshien gv i S
l h
l aeg i
e ,
As you t u r n t o v a l k s l o w l y b a c k t o
b y w h a t y o u S e e .
y o u r e h o r r i f i e d
A n a r m y o f I n c a w a r r i o r s — t h o u s a n d s
-
f i l l s t h e h i g h w a y t o t h e s o u t h ! T h e y a r e
strong—
rushing tow a r d y o u , h o w l i n g l i k e s p i r i t s o f t h e
damned!
When you turn aroun d a g a i n , t h e r e i s an
equally large a r m y d e s c e n d i n g f r o m t h e n o r t h .
The two battling factions will converge any mo-
ment on the spot where you stand!
Why didn’t you stay in bed?!
u a r e b e i n g a t t a c k n o t o n e , b u t f: w o
Y
Legionso o f D e a t h ! e d b y
This is a nightmare!
|
 need your help, Topa!” you whisper.
Dr. Jones may be in danger.” __
‘here is silence for a moment.
Then the voice in the room says:
“Come in, and tell me about it.”
_ You open the door and enter the room
. It
is very dark. You see Topa on the bed.
|
_ He is bound and gagged!
_ _ dust then, strong arms grab you from beind,
and a hand is clapped over your mouth.
You watch helplessly as Burch enters with
two other thugs. They set down a big Spanish
chest, and Burch sits on it.
“I don’t know how much you heard,” he
‘says to you, “but you’re not gonna spoil the boss’s
little scheme. You’re gonna stay right in this
room until the expedition leaves!”
Some time after dawn, Burch tells you with
-asneer what they have in store for Indy.

ee
BeR eS 6 eee Sevens Ce ee | eeeeeee eueeeeeeeaeeeeee ee

_ Turn to page 82.

81
 re jnto ;
. chest.
0
0re s f o r m u l a l i k e t h a t
=H uidn’t' we' gonna be the richest

. a short - w a v e r a d i o !
, mber of the e x p e d i t i o n .
% Burch “eaeae e g o t t h e k i d . R e m e m -
_ Yeah, finds the plane, get rid of
3 n )

U s e p o i s o n . D o n ’ t ca ll b a c k un -
Cat away. :
til he’ s d e a d . ” a i t , h o r -
s s . Y o u a n d T o p a w
Lon g h o u r s p a
a s B u r c h ’ s t w o th u g s k e e p
rified a n d h e l p l e s s ,
thei r g u n s t r a i n e d o n y o u .
“ N o w l i s t e n c a r e f u l l y t o t h e r a d i o , ”?
s a y s
|
Burch. “’C a u s e w h e n I g e t a c e r t a i n m e s s a g e ,
s a r e g o n n a g o o f f . S o r t o f l i k e a
my men’s gun
little salute...”
ae You wait in si l e n c e . M a y b e t h e m e s s a g e
_ wont come.
: eo ae crackles!
W e g o t t h e f o r m u l a , a n d
J o n e s i s — ” 0 B u r c h !
The thugs’ guns blaze.
Unfortun a d v e ®
y A No u r f i r s t a n d l a s t
ture has a

END.

a 82
e
 s condor feathers
re the others can react, youhavetossed
ore torches into their midst. Now three

The rest huddle together for protection. You

yss a torch at each!
'_ Meanwhile, Indy leaps onto the altar and
rees Sir Reginald. As the three of you head out
the cavern, some of the bird-worshippers break
free and come at you.
_ “T he ro pe , ki d! ” sh ou ts In dy , po in ti ng ju st
above your head. Y o u lo ok up . H a n g i n g th er e
is a long rope that l o o p s o v e r to th e g i a n t b a m -
boo cage. It is tied to t h e l a t c h o n t h e d o o r .
| You pull w i t h a l l y o u r m i g h t !
_ Then y o u t a k e o f f , w i t h t h e f l a p o f m i g h t y
_ wings beatin g b e h i n d y o u !
d o n ’ t l o o k b a c k . Y o u k e e p r u n n i n g
But you
o u r e a c h I n d y a n d S i r R e g i n a l d o n t h e
“u n t i l y
trail below.

Peesceteseeeseseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee?®

rn to page 86.

83
 fury now! :
juntain god must be appeased.
ill jump down behind the huge skull
begin pushing it with all their

re is a deep grinding sound

. Then the
s,Slides, dislodges, rolls
Over, smashes
and continues down the
are directly m o u n t a i n .
in its Path! You’ll
of the way in ti n ever
me.
“Mountain god wi
l] be appeased!
 ‘4

E ntar ac: hideeer a fi

ou

nime! The technician comes inaad ce

prepare the poison. You watch, fas =
as he mixes coca extract with other
icals. He heats the mixture in a small re-
er a Bu ns en bur ner , cap tur ing the dea dly
sin an atomizer.
per he shut s of f th e bu rn er , yo u go in to
tion . Yo u th ro w so me pa pe rs ac ro ss th e ro om .
Then the lab te ch ni ci an tu rn s to se e wh at ’s
ened, you knock hi m ou t wi th a pa pe r-
ht, barely catching th e at om iz er as it fa ll s
his hands.
Then you shout in as de ep a vo ic e as po s-
ble: “H el p! Yo u me n! I ne ed he lp ! Br in g yo ur
a.

Fro m t h e f r o n t r o o m y o u h e a r t h e m i l l i o n -
ire order h i s m e n i n t o t h e l a b .
Y o u t u r n t h e B u n s e n b u r n e r b a c k o n a n d
stop the r e t o r t s o t h e g a s w i l l e s c a p e . T h e n ,
g your b r e a t h , y o u r u n o u t o f t h e l a b a n d
nd to the fr o n t , c l u t c h i n g t h e a t o m i z e r .

ve wwe ek ee) Ae ee 8 Oe eee ee

Ts
 ,
r o a t d .
o n d a
h e r a r t i f a c t s —
R e ei t
n h e o t
a e a c a , ” t h e o l d m a n
»t—i c T i f
a e L e g i o n — o
b e f o r e t h i s
s t r e d m e ! ” -
and c a p t u
l b e a l l r i g h t
a y s I n d y . ~ o w
rry,; s
y f o r t h e m , ”
t h a n 1 c a n s a
h i c h i s m o r e
o e « W t h mb
u b a c k .
j e r k i n g y o u t k s S i r
y o u a d d , t o t h e m ? ” a s
a t ' s h a p p e n e d n g
_ “w- w h t h e y s t i l l c o m i
l d n e r v o u s l y . “Are
Regina
af t e r u s ? ” s t a y f o r d i n -
G u e s s t h e y d e c i d e d t o
“No p e .
oy
ner
k s m o k e b i l l o w s f r o m t h e
Behind yo u , b l a c
cavern. = e

c o n d o r s l i k e t h e i r b a r b a r i a n s
‘JT w o n d e r i f
we l l d o n e ! ” s a y s I n d y .
“Let’s not stick arou to fi n d n d o u t , ” é y o u s a y ,
e e d t h a t t h i s a d v e n t u r e h a s c o m e to - :

END.

86
 What are they going to do to him?
‘High above the great stone altar, you hear
roan. Dressed in tatters, and manacled to the
, is Sir Reginald Brooksbank!
Near him, struggling in a thirty-foot- high
bamboo cage, is the biggest condor you have
er seen. Its beak is open, its eyes are haunted.
1ese fiendish zealots have been starving it!
_ And then you realize what the bird’s next
meal will be: two archeologists!
_ “No!” you shout, rushing forward.

i a a ee ae ae ee ee ee Ce

rn to page 83.

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headband and poncho of the chas.
w on the highway.
ie ee wnonactic looked familiar!
age bonfire rages in the square. By its
pain g light, you see a terrifying scene.
All the peaceful villagers have been round-
up by hundreds of savages, all dressed like
‘chasquis! Some of the villagers are being __
ped securely to crude wooden litters. They
ill be burned alive! -
_ Your wild abductor drops you heavily near |
me villagers and walks off. You look up cau- |.
lously. a
= There stand Indy and
___ughtly together by H u a y n a , bound g
str ong vines. Indy’s pistol
sin his holster, i s V
oe but he he can’t reach
it.
=) ou ve got to do something, and |
fast! 4
 ® b e i n g l i f t e d b o d i l y i n t o t h ea i r !
shoot!” he s h o u t s . —
Don’t g h t i n g t h e
e . I n d y i s n ’ t e v e n . f i
_ hesitat d o f f ?
e l e t t i n g h i m s e l f b e c a r r i e
Thy is h o u n t a i n
t h e c o n d o r s a i l s u p t h e m
y a t c h a s
i t s t a l o n s . |
I n d y f i r m l y i n
c o n d o r s w o o p s d o w n , y o u
“Wh e n t h e s e c o n d
o d e n o u g h f o r I n d y i s g o o d
id e t h a t w h a t ’ s g o
ugh f o r y o u !
n g b y b i r d u p th e m o u n -
' Soon yo u a r e s a l l i

d e p o s i t e d i n s o f t s t r a w .
You and I n d y a r e
s f l y a w a y . H e r e , a t h o u s a n d f e e t
“The condor
t t h e i n c l i n e i s n o t s o
i g h e r , y o u c a n s e e t h a
: h b t h e r e s t o f t h e
o u w i l l b e a b l e t o c l i m
steep. Y 7
way! n e a f e w f e e t w h e n
u t y o u h a v e o n l y g o
| B
h i t s y o u r l e f t h a n d .
| som e t h i n g
_ Z i n g !
P Z i n g !
= Ping! r i c o c h e t i n g o f f
p e b b l e s o r b u l l e t s a r e
Small are b e i n g
u n d y o u . Y o u a n d I n d y
~th e r o c k s a r o
m o u n t a i n p e a - s h o o t e r !
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 h e a d i n t o t h e j
u villain to the formula: u n g l e . Y o u m u s t b e a t
he portly
moon o f t h e f o l l o w i n g d a y I n d y :
~ has sp o t t e d t h e w r e c k u n d e r a _ — r i d g e a t
b a s e o f a b r i l l i a n t g r e e n m o u n t a i n .
the
ay “The river w a s f a s t e r , J o n e s ! ” comes the
voice o f S h y s t e r - H a v e n .
| Y o u w h i p a r o u n d t o f i n d y o u r s e l v e s c o m -
) _ pletely surrounded.
a _ “All the artifacts have been loaded onto the
} __ barge,” he says as his men tie you and Indy to
| solid wooden stakes in the ground.
“The formula, too, is safely in my hands.
Soon I'll have more mon ey and pow er tha n you
ever dreamed possible! Oh, and I
regret to in- .
fo rm you that your old friend, Sir R
| not survive the crash.”
e g i n a l d , d i d
_ The millionaire Smiles and looks
watch. a t h i s
|
| | i won't get away with this!” you yell.
Re sighs ‘ss | already have, my young friend,”
you aren. “And now we must bid

—— #8 the Legion of Death!”

 at docs hemean?” you ask indy :
arch me,” says Indy, looking up at the?
green mountain. “Must be where our vis-
s will come from, —- they—” He stops
ing and stares.
‘You can’t believe your eyes. The mountain
anging color as you watch!
_ From a brilliant green, the high, lush veg-
-_etation is becoming bright red-brown! The color
seeps down over the thousands of acres toward
Fyou, as if some god were pOUnIeE dye from the
[clouds.
|But before you can begin to comprehend
this amazing p h e n o m enon, d a n g e r th re at en s.
From out of the gr ea t ra in fo re st co me h u n d r e d s
of wild creatures! T h e y ar e a crawl-
| ing right at you!
| na “a oo Apes and struggle frantically,
to pu ll y o u r s e lves fr ee f r o m th e — —
trying
st ak es , la rg e be et le s, li za rd s, g s sc or -
wooden
Dions scuttle and sl it he r ov er yo ur —
A ferocious c o u g a r le ap s at yo u: be
ate
aoh
RGA
iSatie
gnc
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Wild boars, their razor-sharp tu s ; we te

_ ing furiously in th ei r m a d d e n e d ja ws , w a m P
s gr o u n d i n f r o n t o f y o u !

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n to page 114.
 Me lee KNIFE marks! We're

sacrificing us to appease the mountain

st like they used to sacrifice Inca enemies!
3 to late to convince them we're not In-
s...maybe we should pray to the mountain
od!” |
_ This may be a joke, but Indy is busy doing
~ something with the knot at the top o
f your net.
He has jammed it into a hole in the cl
iff wall
behind you, just above your
heads.
“Now, duck!” Indy shouts
let fly with a volley a s t h e Y u n g a s
of knives.
a A dozen sharp knives sever the
c et wussing you ent c o r d s o f t he
irely.

ean ee,” you say to Indy. “Big deal :

| Se ns trapped on the highest mountain in
 u have reacheq
. You climb Sturdy st
one. Stain a.

;
On a ledge so high up that c
louds are drift-
|i

_ ing below, you suddenly lose yo

ur footing.
But Indy is quick. His whip lashes a
round
under your arms and pulls you back
to safety.
And suddenly, there it is! The twin peak
and, ahead, the massive stone gate to the aban-
' Wned city—Machu Picchu!
It is a huge, impregnable fortress cut right
- out of the mountain, filled with stone palaces
_ Mid gabled houses—more than a hundred empty
uldings!
“Maybe not so empty,” says Indy, coming
0 a halt.
Just @S you hear strange hammering,
tran,.
RS
i
aoi
Nh
athas
acking, and crunching sounds, the thre
e of
YU are g Urrounded by Indians!

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95
 “sh o r t a n d m u s c u l a r , t h e y s t a n d t h e r e i n
ote me ou.
d se n c e , a r e s s e d l i k e t h e c h a s q u i s I s a w
et night!” you exclaim.
last ec oshe recovers from his surprise,

y n a s p e a k s t o t h e m i n Q u e c h u a . Y o u h e a r
Hua
i r R e g i n a l d B r o o k s b a n k ” a n d a r -
‘the words “ S
“ che o l o g i s t . ” I n d y u s e s s i g n l a n g u a g e , p o i n t i n g
t h e d i r e c t i o n o f L a k e T i t i c a c a a n d m a k i n g
off in
a swooping mot i o n w i t h h i s h a n d s t o i n d i c a t e
the plane crash.
Suddenly the mena c i n g I n d i a n s a r e gr in -
ning and b a b b l i n g li ke c h i l d r e n . T h e y l e a d y o u
into the largest of the stone buildings.
Inside is Sir Reginald! He is excavating with
a crew. :
= cal says the eccentric archeologist calm-
€ sees you. “Indy Jones! I’ve been ex-
tae o e 8 A ru nn er s br ou gh t th e ne ws of
ur arrival! last night
lent old hi gh wa y. ” gh t, by m e a n s of th e ex ce l-
You and Ind y stare at him, d
Those chasquis you area umbfounded.
Reginald’s men! as t n i g h t w e r e S i r
 outs. “You will no
r mas
murder!Ikill you first!
the brave Indian neve
r reac hes Sh -
. The gunmen open
fire all at once, cu
m down i n his tracks. :
_Horrified, you rush to hi
s ai d, but a heavy be
ow to the back of your head s
ends you sprawl-
You lose consciousness
.
When you come to, Topa lies dea
d and Indy
d the men are gone.
You find your way back to the river, but
‘the barge is gone too.
_ It takes you two days of stumbling about
‘in the jungle and losing your way many times
to get back to Cuzco.
Finally you arrive, exhausted and hungry.
When you go to the police, they act as if you're
crazy. They’ve never heard of Topa, Indiana
Jones, or Waldo Shyster-Haven! :
Did Shyster-Haven k i l l I n d y ? D i d I n d y -
To p a g e t a w a y ? W h a t b e c a m e o f t h e r e r
And di d t h e L e g i o n o f D e a t h r e a l l y e x i s t :
You m a y n e v e r f i n d o u t . A n d r i g h t n o w ,
t e v e n c a r e . |
you don’ this
w a n t i s t o g e t h o m e , a n d b r i n g
All y o u
ordeal to an

END!
 T h e n , u s i n g h i s w h i p ,I n
a him. him b a c k t o q
s a n d l e a d s
dia n ’ s h a n d
veren ntrance. |
w h a t y o u r g a m e i s — ” I n d y
4 d o n ’ t k n o w
e 3 9

a n d i n g ,
AS.
r s t
i

oatRar “There se em s to be a m i s u n d e
Rcimes a voice behind p o u “ H e m u s t h a v e
‘thought y o u w e r e l o o t e r s .
You an d I n d y w h i r l a r o u n d . )
“Sir Reggie! ” e x c l a i m s I n d y . “ W h a t ' s g o i n g
li
ina
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on here?!”
3 “Tm glad you found me,” says Sir Reginald,
coming out of the cavern. “There wasn’t time to
leave clearer messages. At least you saw the
llamas, I see. Oh, and you can untie Loki. He’s
my Indian guide!”
ead goes on to explain that when
crashed two months ago, the pilot
was killed. They burie
d him near the Inca
way and h i g h -
shag off for Cuzco with the Pendant of
“But on the Way,”
says Sir Reggie, “Loki

eecarén. A
€ turns q n
ae d leads you into the cavern.
** Soe ee
*-e
 t i m e ! ” s a y s I n d y . “ B e -
ne s t e p a t a m e
n d t r a p p d at th
e e s a
1 can’t b e f r e e a
w y o u l o o k a t i t ! ”
all d e p e n d s o n h o
s w
n g i
a l l c o m e o n t o
w m i n u t e s t h e Y u
na fe r e m a i n s . . . a n d
d o m e t o c o l l e c t y o u r
<kul l h a v e m u c h t i m e
y k n i v e s ! Y o u d o n ’ t
r b l o o d
find a w a y o u t .
Indy l o o k s a r o u n d .
k u l l b o u l d e r , t h e r e i s
In back o f t h e h u g e s
r o c k . T h r o u gh it y o u c a m
“a na r r o w c l e f t i n t h e
a t r a i l l e a d i n g d o w n .
“gee m o u n t a i n c l i f f , p o c k -
ove y o u i s t h e
Ab n d c h i n k s .
d w i t h k n i f e h o l e s a
“marke u g o ?
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u p t h e m o u r n t a i n
If yo u c l i m b
ge 116.
99
 I d t h
d Indy stride bo ly down mt A, gold-
e
;i. avenue of the sprawl

Bane’ canoped iter. Men and

ee
i n g y e e l e d
is a brightly color pr ed oc ae

women follow slowly behind the saa s

ee
S moking incense in copper and
silve the litter
You see a king’s guard rush
and stop it in its tracks. He points u p t o
in fear, b a c k a t y o u
All the people turn and
of the litter p l o o k as t h e cur t a i n s
art. The great Inca king 7 .

pay
out.

There i g 4 moment of tense

citizens ayy ait s i l e n c e
the meeting between their
mighty king, you and
Then the Kin
g speaks.
‘

100
 T a w a n t i n - S u y u , | h e says.
"The . ore to
a n s ‘F ou r C o r n e r s of
he W pme of our city me
N orld’ in our humble Quechua tongue.”
gl is h! ” sa ys In dy , aston-
ish You speak En
ed.
w i t h a s m i l e . “ We
Y r e p l i t h e k i n g
live e s,” es , b u t w e a r e
wo r l d
hot apart from the mo dern
1gnorant of it.” a n c o C a p a c,
e d M
ells you he is ca l e n l y y o u see
rs t In ca , an d s u d d
that a, or t h e fi e n d a n t
fa b u l o u s P
em king is wearing the 1 g o l d e n s t a f f !
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101
 ‘ h continues past Cu
ben’t drop y z c o . Y ,
ou off there; you wan
t to
oe a ture.
n 1€ey we kee s
p following the
high.
| a?”asks Indy.“I bet nobody has ever
by air before!” :
4 d n’ ind.
MS ea wood crosses uninhabited plaing
° ° ..

d spiky ridges.
ims ay we don’t know more about the
Anchs ” Indy says. ‘They were a gre
at civiliza-
one.
_ ‘Didn’t they write books” you
a “Quechua is a spoken
a s k . :
language only,” he
_ says. “Ag far as we
know. The
though, and—hey!
Look!”
He points to the t]
right.
ou look down at
th e barren mountain a
tiplano alongside the l-
hi

|| had to be endor,” Says In

Etved by the dy in Biacenene “It
Incas!”
% , a y b e
MET On the rigeht atnrcaiceknt |
t h
» Ncas are telling us
YOu say with a smile.
 ; the inca <n pes hiss
ry to avoid the Legion of Death.
nich is why it took him so long to get
you say to Indy.
Auch later, as you say good-bye to the vil-.
Huayna shakes your hand.
You will tell this story in the newspaper,
e asks.
Yes,” you say, glancing at Indy. “It’s not
story I came for, but I guess it'll do...just

END
 caalf free your captor’s
gres
min back to the highway,
| Hold a! What do you think you’re

Dest to a sliding halt as he runs after

* “We've been looking everywhere for fou,”
he says. “The whole village has been searching
from house to house.”
- §o that was the commotion you heard!
How embarrassing. But even more embar-
= -rassing is the fact that you now realize the dark
figure at the window was Indy!
| You tell him about the ghostly messengers
you saw on the Inca highway.
“Sounds like you were sleepwalking,
he says. “But just in case, k i d , ”
let ’s go tell Huayna
aout it.”
Huayna can on]uy S
|. “ome mountain u e s s t h a t y o u m ust have
farmers. They still
= ofthe old Inca way keep
e s. But he can’ t i m agine
Why“id would be relaying
ould you have m e s s a g e s a t night.
been sleepwalkin
g?
 inground.a curve in the van re: F,
‘cut me down with a very real inacheeew
fou ru n af te r In dy .
; you round the bend you see only finaly
g to pick up a sha rp mac het e fro m the

ou look up j u s t i n t i m e .
sy Wa t c h i t ! ” y o u y e l l a s a s h o r t d a r k
o m t h e l e d g e a b o v e . H e l o o k s l i k e
n leaps fr
! H e w e a r s a l o i n c l o t h , a n d h i s
ca w a r r i o r
h a i r i s b o u n d w i t h a c o l o r f u l
blue-b l a c k
band. e
I n d y ’ s g u n f r o m h i s h e
He knoc k s
s t r u g g l e , r o l l i n g o v e r and over,
Th e t w o m e n
l o s e t o t h e c l i f f ’ s e d g e !
ilous l y c

cae eee ees

: hed lech?"
MOORS
RR

rn to p a g e 9 8 .

105
 y o u
‘the steep steps of a stone
sletely covered in ice. At this _
ice n e v e r m e l t s . a 2
nae “h e l l ” i s i c e , n o t f i r e !
Th, legion prepar e s y o u a n d I n d y f o r t h e
ne ordeal” by wrappin g y o u f r o m h e a d t o
+» gauzeli k e c l o t h s t r i p s . |
u p l e o f d e e p - f r e e z e m u m m i e s , ” s a y s
A co

Y o u l o o k a r o u n d .
Froze n t o t h e i c y s u r f a c e a r e s c o r e s o f Y u n -
gas, also w r a p p e d — a n d l o n g d e a d .
When you are so t i g h t l y w r a p p e d y o u c a n
“no longer move, t h e l e g i o n g o e s d o w n t o t h e c i t y
below, leaving you to freeze.
_ You're beginning to think you won’t pass
| the test. Your fingers are already numb and
your teeth are chattering.
“At least we won’t gro ld” d
looking around at th e otaher i froza
en mummi4
es.
“We'll be Yunga forever.”
How can Indy joke at a time like t
his?
 an hear the
It’s an earthquak

mummies gos :
wer. Then one solid block under you and
sreaks loose.
till wrapped tightly as mummies, and
fast to the ice block, you go speeding down
d the shaking golden city, as if ona giant
gan! — |
_ Your ice block plows into the fleeing Legion
Death, sending them sailing over the edge of
mountain to oblivion!
You and Indy tear yourself out of your
pings and quickly climb down to the trail
w. You cling to the trembling mountain as
above, the center peak collapses inward.
h a deafening roar of ice and smoke, the Lost
pire of the Incas is swallowed up forever!
 th i n k .Y e t i t i s a l l s >
o r e a l .
s t b e d r e a m i n g , t h e
1 mu
. T h e o t h e r , n o l o n g e r
f i r s t s p e a k s e x -

committing i t t o m e m -
: éBeen :

l a t e r b o t h r u n n e r s h a v e s p e d s O .
i n c o m e n t
h e h i g h w a y t o t h e m o u n t a i n s t h a t
- down t
xy ha v e v a n i s h e d f r o m y o u r s i g h t .
Did y o u r e a l l y s e e t h e m ?
Would it be dange r o u s t o t r y t o s o l v e t h e
 y

You hide on the edge e city and wa

| night falls. When ifntthe temperature
s and you start to shiver
Uncontrollably,
_ “Come on,” says Indy. ' Some action
wil] _
arm you up.” os
But you don’t get far.
A band of Inca guards wearing gruesome
skull masks has been lying in wait. You have
been ambushed!
Indy tries to explain in Quechua that you
are not Yungas, but they won’t listen. They bring
you to the golden palace of the king, where
hundreds of masked Inca warriors are gathered.
Indy and the king talk rapidly in Quechua.
Then Indy turns to you with a frown.
“This is the Legion of Death!” he says, look-
ing at the ar my in sku ll mas ks. “Th ey are swo rn
to protect their nation fro m Yu ng a inv ade rs—
which is what they thi nk we are !” |
The king stands. He a p p e a r s t o b e i s s u i n g
a command.
y s I n d y . “ T h e k i n g s a y s t h e o n l y
“Uh-oh!” sa
Way we can p r o v e w e ' r e n o t Y u n g a s 1 8 “
- p a c a a n d s u r v i v e . I n Q u e c h u a , o k o -
through Oko
Paca means ‘hell’!”

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109
 te an able to squeeze into the
past. O u t s i d e , I n d y

2 e!
dy!” you s h o u t . v e r h e r e ! ”
, F
n o w t h e s i t u a t i o n i s desperate,
But you k of y o u .
n o u g h f o r b o t h
r e c e s s i s n ' t b i g e t
Th e l e d t h e c o n d o r a n d i
u r s h o u t h a s s t a r t
| Y o i n t o a f o r -
t a s e c o n d . I n d y d i v e s
lets g o f o r j u s n g h i s p i s t o l .
n d s p i n s t o h i s f e e t , h o l d i
ward roll a h e e c h o i n g
w i c e i n t o t h e a i r , a n d t
He fires i t t s — f o r
t h e f e a t h e r e d m o n s t e r
bla s t s f r i g h t e n o f f
the m o m e n t .
d n ’ t y o u k i l l t h e m ? ” y o u a s k .
“Why d i
t h e y ' r e m a g n i f i c e n t a n i m a l s , ” h e
: “Becau s e
b e r — w e ’ r e t h e i n t r u d e r s . T h e y
eee remem
ive here.”
Keeping your e y e s o n t h e s k y , y o u b o t h
mount your pack l l a m a s a n d s p u r t h e m b a c k
down S alae path.
ital I j u s t k n o w i f w e c o u l d g e t u p
as
=a p a g d f i n d S i r R e g i n a l d a n d t h e
“Yeah, but how?” wonders Indy
“That's h 1

ahead. ow. you shout s u d d e n l y , po in ti ng

 Bs I
Sy)

egi | to scream at
the
savages all stop and stare at
you
g for a moment their innocent vict
ine gee
litters. :
ou are pointing at your chest wi
th your
ht hand and screaming in Quechua: “Night!
t!” In your left hand behind your back, you
the bullets from Indy’s gun. |
_ Before anyone can move, you st
art shout-
?ing Kill sun!” and point at the sky. Then y
ou
"point at the savages and shout “Curse forev
er!”
_ With each word you toss a bullet into th
e
, Where it explodes with a loud bang.
/ It works. The members of the Legion of
Death have forgotten their mission and look ter-
rified.
Now you point at the captured villagers
and shout “Release!” and throw three bullets
into the fire at once. At the loud explosion, the
Wild cultists quickly untie everyone and then
fun frantically for the hills!
_ Itis almost dawn. Some of the villagers put
“out the fire, others crowd around you happily.
. “Nice work, kid,” says Indy. “But it’s too
bad we weren’t here two months ago, when Sir
“ggie crashed. It looks like he met up with the
gion of Death after all.”
| Suddenly a runner appears on the high-
 You run down the stony path to i xem-
bankment, shouting at the top of your
lu ae
“Indy!” you Scream, ignoring the surp
faces of the men. “Don’t
cross! These guys a re
up to something!”
But Indy has already cr
stops and looks
o s s e d h a l f w a y . He
back in time to see three of the
Strongest men p
ick you up and tos
wildly Swayin
g bridge!
s y o u o n t o the
You look dow
n.
It must be a
the boiling r
l m o s t a th ousand feet down to
apids,
Indy js Starting
back across fo
You look back. r you.

112
: “Cut the s u p p o r t c a b l e s , m e n ! ” S h y s t e r -
Haven yells . “ A s l o n g a s t h e y ’ r e o n t o u s , w e l l
have to find th e s e c r e t f o r m u l a w i t h o u t J o n e s ! ”
e a c h e s y o u . Y o u a r e h o l d i n g o n
Indy r
N i g h t l y t o t h e t w i s t i n g w a l k w a y .
v e r y t h i n g h a p p e n s a t o n c e . Y o u f e e l
Then e
w a y u n d e r y o u . Y o u f e e l I n d y ’ s
“the bridg e g i v e
r m c a t c h i n g h o l d o f y o u .
"Stron g l e f t a a s
l y o u r s e l f f a l l i n g t h r o u g h s p a c e
' Yo u f e e
d y p l u m m e t t o c e r t a i n d e a t h !
You a n d I n
 these dangerou s c r e a t u r e s p a s s r i g h t i e

ithin seconds there is not a reptile, in-

calc beast left in sight. What are they
u ning from?
“Keep your eyes on the mountain.o .. teas
.
Now you can see that all the vegetation on
the mountain is gone, replaced by a strange car-
- pet of red. It’s more than a mile wide, and it’s
moving toward you.
ee “What is it, Indy?!” you cry.
“the Legion of Death,” he answers grimly.
: The most feared creatures in South Amer-
ica: soldier ants! Each year, without warning,
trillions of these large red ants march in perfect
formation, cutting a swath of death through th
e
jungle. No living creature can escape
their jaws.
Perhaps even Shyster-Haven will
not es-
cape.
Perhaps Topa and the Cuzco police
catch wi ll
him if he does.
Perhaps someon e
for some newspaper
somewhere will tell th
is story.
But it won’t be y ou. Or Indiana Jones.

END
 on as theVineas - . a
, Screaming loud
1p into the city, Indy gives the order
n¢ Incas tip the molten gold out of the vats
reds of Yunga warriors sail back over the
e, screaming even more loudly!
. Sige is over almost before it begins,
Be ecarew
next ell
morning every
ryoneone is gathered to

¥ _ Manco Capac, seated on his ornate throne,

beckons Indy to him. The huge crowd grows
a

“For sa vi ng ou r ci ty fr om de st ru ct io n, ” he
anno un ce s, “I pr es en t yo u wi th th is mo st sa cr ed
” Pend an t of th e In ca s. We ar e gr at ef ul . é
> The crowd cheers.
ha pp y In ca s le ad yo u to th e ed ge
‘, Then the
o| f their city. as yo u
Si r Re gi na ld ?” In dy as ks
- “Ready,
to de sc en d th e mo un ta in .
"prepare qu ie tl y.
th e ol de r ma n
“No,” replies other in su r-
In dy lo ok at ea ch
You an d
"prise.
 S!
+, leaving
See fe ain
n't meet u p w i t h t h e m a g a i n ,
“ T h e y ' r e a l i t t l e a n -
aq laugh.
ee higher and higher into the

s e e w h a t ' s a b o v e y o u , e e
able to
t o l o o k d o w n . Y o u f e e as i
l
little afraid y
d r e am—almost as if oure
-astrange
straight to heaven! :
And some t h i n g t r u l y d r e a m l i k e a w a i t s y o u
“ w h e n y o u f i n a l l y r e a c h t h e l o f t y p e a k o f M o u n t
_ Huascaran. — :
- ltsagreat city of go ld en bu il di ng s, g l e a m -
"ing brightly in the sunlig ht . St ro ll in g a l o n g it s
- b r o a d av en ue s ar e co lo rf ul ly dr es se d P e r u v i a n s .
. You know you are 22,000 feet above sea
level and the air is thin. “Could we be hallu-
cinating?” you ask Indy.
Indy is silent for a moment. You’ve never
seen him look so amazed.
| The Lost Empire of the Incas” is all he
‘Says.

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ta oh
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ss,

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*
 So the In ca s di d no t sc at te r an d pe ri sh in
si xt ee nt h ce nt ur y. Th ey ca me he re .
e
- he palaces and grand houses are exact
repl ic as of an ci en t Cu zc o. An d th ey ar e all
sheathed in pure gold!
A deep voice to your right makes you and
: ;
Indy turn sharply.
It is a massive Inca brute, dressed in elab-
me d wi th a sp ea r an d a kn if e.
srate robes and ar
ou t of no wh er e wi th a do ze n.
He has appeared
as he av il y ar me d as he is.
other robed men, all
He is gr ow li ng at yo u in Qu ec hu a.
l c o m e , ” s a y s I n d y g r i m l y .
“Not a pleasant we
‘ D i e , d o g o f a Y u n g a ! ’ ”
‘He’s saying e p e a c e f u l , ” y o u
h o u g h t t h e I n c a s w e r
“I t s . ;
s r a i s e t h e i r s p e a r
say as the guard , Says
Y u n g a s , t h e y w e r e n t
“Not with the ' r e Y u n g a s ! 5
u y s t h i n k w e
Indy. “And these g e
s e e n 4 g u n b e f o r e , p
But they’ve never t h e y Cr op —
is s e e m e e i e
when Indy fires h in to y:
d r u n off
Band = are Yungas who think se _
thei
w h o th in k yo
y o u ar e I n c a s
Incas. Ahead of
are Yungas!

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 e s , t h e Y u n g a s . ” H e
al de n e m i

‘Se curta in. “And now,

«. wil be a joyous reunion.”” he says,

eed Brooksbank ste ps out of the

” ‘The archeologist is dressed
as an Inca!
s Pree Board and says softly to Indy
“that he is sorry for the trouble he caused you.
" He ex pl ains th at he me t wi th th es e an ci en t pe o-
" ple after his plane crashed near the Inca high-
" way. They often travel at night to scout possible
_ enemy attacks. They helped him camouflage the
plane.
“But I knew youd find it, Indy,” says the )
archeologist. “I hope you also found the llam
as
I left for you!” he adds, smiling.
Then the king asks Indy for
his help.
H
e tells you that the Yungas plan t
the city tonight o a t t a c k
at sundown. Although
Capac has himself M a n c o
been trained Sed
ter, most of hi a fi erce
s People are too pea
ceful to
 Fu

“These chacas are always safe!” In y ca

hyster-Haven and his men. “The Indians _
em in good repair—an Inca tradition!”
The expedition crosses with confidence.
Now you will have to go it alone. You still
your suspicions about those men.
“You need guide maybe?”
It is Topa! 3
' He tells you he has followed you because
also heard Shyster-Haven’s men. He wants
0 help.
_ Bad men,” he says. “Want pendant for bad
ngs!” |
“L couldn’t agree more,” you say, heading
tor the bridge. “Come on! You want to be a
ide— guide!”
_ For the rest of the day the wiry Indian keeps
u hot on the expedition’s trail.
- Finally, at twilight, you catch up with

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119
 nink Pll s t a s
y a
, y”s S i r R e
rs hi s b r i g h t I n c a p o n c h o . $
e ” — h i s gestu r e i n
mforta b l e u p h e r
i f u l v i s t a a r o u n d y o u — ‘ t h a n
< t h e b e a u t
r n , g r e e d y w o r l d o
s t ‘ t h e r e , i n t h e w a r - t o
dc
modern civilization.”
+ k n o w w h a t t o s a y .
You and Indy don
N o . ” h e s a y s a g a i n . “ I ' l l s t a y w i t h t h e s e
n c i e n t p e o p l e . Y o u t w o g 0 b a c k . S e e
"noble and a |
r l d a b e t t e r p l a c e ! ”
_ i f y o u c a n make the wo
d y c l i m b b a c k d o w n M o u n t —
As you and In
Huascaran, you m a k e a p a c t .
You will never re v e a l t h e l o c a t i o n o f t h e
fabulous Lo s t E m p i r e o f t h e I n c a s . ;
h
Or the trut ab o u t t h e L e g i o n o f D e a t h .

END

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| Can you and Indiana Jones.« survive in the land of

THE LEGION OF DEATH?

Millionaire Waldo Shyster-Haven has asked Indiana Jones «™
to lead an expedition into the South American
jungles to locate his lost collection of priceless Incan
artifacts. Three search parties have already disappeared
and the locals blame the infamous Legion of Death. Indy’s
old friend, archaeologist Sir Reginald Brooksbank, is
among the missing, so Indy agrees to take on this
desperate mission—and you go along for the adventure!
From the very start when your tiny plane sputters to a halt,
you are in terrible danger. Depending on the decisions you
make, you and Indy could find vourselves in a steamy
snake-infested rain forest, on a treacherous expedition
down the Amazon River, deep inside an ancient well, or
face to face with the terrifying Legion of Death. Every
exciting and frightening choice is up to you as you

FIND YOUR FATE...

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TM and ©: 1984 Lucasfilm Ltd. (LFL)
Used under authorization.

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LEGION OF DEATH
ond the

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SESSDIL,

by RICHARD WENK
Illustrated by DAVID B. MATTINGLY
BALLANTINE BOOKS e NEW YORK
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 Peruvian Andes, 1936

“It won't be long now, kid!” says Indiana Jones

as he struggles to keep control of the small plane.
“If I can fight this turbulence, we’ll make it to
Cuzco for lunch.”
The city of Cuzco! Even as you're being jos-
tled by the sudden turbulence, you scan the
snow-capped terrain below you for a glimpse of
the ancient Inca capital. Hundreds of years ago
the first Inca, Manco Capac, founded an empire
at Cuzco vaster than ancient Rome. You can’t
wait to see it.
Another hard jolt shakes the tiny craft and
Indy yanks up on the wheel.
“I don’t get it,” he says. “The weather’s per-
tect. Why the turbulence? If it gets any worse
and we lose altitude in these mountains, we’re
zoners!”
Whoosh! Bump!
Another terrific jolt rocks the cabin!

ln
aa

————————
 uddenly you stop falling!
You are hanging suspended in space and
sent double. Indy is clutching your belt in one
sand: with the other he has grabbed a strong
=reen branch growing out from a crack between
the blocks of stone.
I'm getting a little tired of catching you
iair,” says Indy.
You both manage to find footholds between
-he cracks, and slowly climb down to the bottom.
t is pitch-dark down here. And there’s no

The well must have gone dry centuries ago.

are hundreds of dead branches piled at
well bottom. They crunch under your feet.
We'll climb out when the headhunters are
sone.” says Indy, lighting a match, “but for
»w—let’s look around.”
You freeze in horror.
The “branches” are human bones, relics of
~enturies of human sacrifice! It is a grisly mass
~zve! Then you notice a bony hand grasping a
2\f-removed stone block.
Indy crouches to examine it.
‘Indy,” you say, “this is no time for ar-
=ology! Let’s get out of here. It’s giving me

If you decide to look behind the loose block,

“urn to page 46.
 Indy draws his pistol as the headhunter
‘We're in luck!” says Indy. “They’ve found
advance. This time he’ll take as many of them,
= wreck of the cargo plane. They'll take us to
as he can.
= one condition. We have to save their village
But they don’t attack. Instead the chiea_
™ the mad devils that are haunting it.”
comes forward, gesturing to Indy and declaim
What mad devils?”
ing something loudly. To your amazement, Ind
I don’t know,” says Indy. “According to the
smiles. Then he puts away his gun.
= =t, the devils have been killing headhunters
“They think we’re messengers from thei
“= lightning spears for the last two moons.
god,” he tells you, “because we didn’t die in t.
= = find out who they are, kid.”
well!”
Are you about to do battle with the Legion
Then the chief tells Indy that he has fo
a silver condor in the jungle. Has it too com
from the god, he wonders? As he prattles on
Sady translates for you. Se ee
—:

Indy gets the plane’s nos

e up just before
you hit the ground. Both
landing wheels crunch
as you come down. Then
the plane continues
roar and skid through
the tal] grass until i
comes to a shaky stop hal
fway over the edge a
a deep ravine.
Indy grabs the radio transm
itter.
The plane tips dangerous
ly!
“S.0.8.!” he shouts into the
“This is Indiana Jones cal
mouthpiece
Ned
ELON
= ling Inca expedition
Cuzco. Come in, Cuzco! S.0
.8.!”
Indy barely manages to rad
io your positio
when the plane suddenly
shifts and begins t
topple. You and Indy scramb
le out of the cabi
as the plane plunges ove
r the cliff to fiery de
struction on the rocks below.
You are safe for the mom
ent. But it’s al
NON
MN
LDL
LT.
ready afternoon. Should
you try to get to Cuze
on foot before nightfall,
or simply wait here i
hopes that the expedition
will find you?
“It’s a good thing you radioe
d our position
you say to Indy.
“I radioed it all right,” he says
. “But nobod
answered. The radio may
have been dead!”

SEES A SO
ey Oe
If you head for Cuzco on
your own, turn
page 25.
If you wait for the expeditio
n, turn to pag
I7

22
 Is this what happened to all those sear. ~~ iow. Out of a nearby hut comes the chief
IEICE
ARTE
ACA
TL
mt
on
parties? Wieeonter! He wears a huge puma headdress
“At least none of them looks like Sir Re e=i with bright feathers, and a belt deco-
gie,” says Indy. - with shrunken heads! He strides over to
The spearpoints urge you through the We. =)-ar in front of the idol and picks up a
lage. There, past the huts, is a wide, circ " -sined stone axe!
cistern in the ground, formed by rough bloga Then he comes slowly toward you.
of stone. Near it is a massive stone statue, € Zesy!” says Indy. “Mustn’t lose our
face carved in a fierce grimace. = so to speak.”
“An ancient idol to the Tiahuanaco peop.
exclaims Indy. “These headhunters must be ¢
scendants of the Tiahuano—worshippers of t eee wees ccc ccc eeereeeceseoees

« choose to make a break for it, turn to

‘weeping god.’ See the stone tear in the stat ie F
eye?” « let Indy get you out of this, turn to
But your interest in anthropology is at ie 73

26 27
 Indy turns to fire another shot.
Click!
He’s out of bullets.
“W-we'll never get out of here!” he shouts
sove the roar of the wind.
You quickly pull the metal ring on the par-
chute you’ve brought from the wreck.
“Hold on!” you yell to Indy.
The chute opens and is filled with air im-
mediately by the powerful updraft.
You and Indy loop your arms through the
“raps, and just as the anacondas coil around
ar feet, that wind blows you straight up!
The snakes drop away like loose strings.
You sail up and out of the canyon and land
with a thud on the bluff above.
You and Indy untangle yourselves from the
~llowing chute and stand up, only to come face
face with the headhunters!
“This is too much for one day!” you exclaim.
{??

“Look who’s here,” says an unfamiliar voice.

ede w ere e cece reese reese seeeseeseeeenseseaseseseseress

Turn to page 47.

45
 Crouching behind a giant fern, you
around for Indy and see him creeping up
slope. You realize he is planning to get the ¢
on the “mad devils” in the cave. Meanwh
another burst of gunfire spits out of the ¢
entrance, and the natives run off in terror.
Indy leaps into the cave, and you hes
furious scuffle. He may be in trouble!
You rush up the slope.
Just as you reach the cave, out come
bearded men in filthy, shredded clothing.
leader grins a terrible grin.
So these are the “mad devils” who’ve sea
off a whole tribe of savage headhunters!
Can they be the mysterious Legiom
Death?
Suddenly Indy walks out of the cave.
grinning too!
“My young friend,” says Indy, “meet my
friend—Sir Reginald Brooksbank!”
“The archeologist?”
“The same,” says Brooksbank. “And
men are my pilot and co-pilot. We’ve been trys
to keep these natives at bay for two months
and our ammunition was running low. It
jolly good thing you arrived when you did. We
had to live here like hermits ever since we
caped from the plane wreck —which, incida
tally, is right on the other side of this hill*
“But what about the Inca artifacts?”

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Turn to page 32.

54
a eel a
 Behind you, from inside the lab, you hear
«reams as the gunmen inhale the deadly gas.
You look in the window of the front room.
“sere stands Waldo Shyster-Haven, holding a -
oon on Indy.
He also heard the screams.
“Jones,” he says, “I don’t know how you got
=y men, but you won’t live to see my death!”
Then the fat millionaire cocks the trigger.
He is about to shoot Indy!
“No!” you shout. You leap through the win-
~ and spray the atomizer in his face.
He drops to the floor. You tell Indy there
jeadly gas spreading through the building,
ood the two of you run for it. And you keep
smning until Wellspring Industries and its
cadly secrets are far behind you!

END

65
 As your llamas climb the narrow path, I “Now what?” you ask.
tells you more about the Incas. At that moment a moving shadow obscures
“Just as the golden staff symbolized life - sun. It is a huge condor with monstrous
the Incas,” he says, “the Pendant symbolizes sns—and it’s coming right at you! Indy
death! Whoever wore it could condemn othes -shes you out of the way and draws his pistol.
to death. It was precious to the Incas becaus® But the mighty bird claws the gun out of
they loved peace and would only use the pem : hand. As Indy tries to fight it off with his
dant in defending themselves—” i -re hands, you see another condor swooping
Suddenly the llamas stop and kneel dowm vn out of the sky!
Ahead are nothing but mountain walls—rist You will both be killed if you don’t do some-
straight up. They are impossible to climb. sing!
You and Indy dismount. Before you is &
‘small recess in the rock wall. Behind you is the
path down.

If you dive for the fallen gun, turn to page

If you run into the recess, turn to page 110.

 In the back of the deep cavern, Sir Rega ‘And here is an artifact more valuable than
has excavated the tomb of Ayar Cachi, b - pendant,” he says. “The golden staff of the
of Manco Capac, first king of the Incas!
A perfectly preserved mummy of Ayar “Whew!” says Indy. “Waldo Shyster-Haven
on a golden throne. On either side stand s=tting more for his money than he thought!
stone statues, as if guarding him. ‘There’s one part of this mystery I still don’t
“To become king,” says Sir Reggie, “M: eterstand,” you say, frowning. “What were
Capac had his own brother walled up alive sese drops of blood we saw on the trail?
this cave. Much later he came back and ‘Oh, that. I was clearing some foliage from
throned Ayar Cachi, and vowed to lead - entrance this morning,” says Sir Reggie,
a pe
time army called the Legion of Death! The shing and holding up a bandaged finger. “And
ga
pendant was placed around Ayar’s neck 2t myself on Loki’s machete!”
wi
Manco made the vow.”
Sir Reginald points to the mummy’s lz
 There is a sharp, paralyzing pain in
left hand. You flail out wildly, then fall b
ward dizzily. You are losing consciousness! ~
Everything goes black. 4
When you wake up, you and Indy area
huge, crudely woven net. It’s tied firmly at
top, and it’s being hauled up the mountai
native Indians! You see more of them ab
looking over the edge of a high ridge.
“Well,” Indy says to you as you're bea
pulled up toward the ridge, “it’s faster tim
climbing. Don’t knock it.”
As you get closer you can see sharp kna -
and long blowdarts in the Indians’ belts.
“Poison darts!” says Indy. “Lucky they
stunned us. These must be a remnant of
ancient Yunga people. Four hundred years
they were the natural enemies of the I
Somehow they’ve managed to survive up her
fifteen thousand feet above civilization!”
The savage warriors drag you toa B
domed rock, carved like a human skull! T&
drive long stakes into the rock and fasten 3
net to it. Then they scurry down to a ledge
low.

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Turn to page 94.

snecemacemamers anne ~ eng
 You and Indy stride boldly down the gold- “Welcome to Tawantin-Suyu,” he says.
paved main avenue of the sprawling city. “The name of our city means ‘Four Corners of
Ahead is a brightly colored procession led the World’ in our humble Quechua tongue.”
by a magnificent, canopied litter. Men and “You speak English!” says Indy, aston-
women follow slowly behind the litter, carrying ished.
smoking incense in copper and silver vessels. “Yes,” replies the king with a smile. “We
You see a king’s guard rush up to the litter live apart from the modern world, but we are
and stop it in its tracks. He points back at you not ignorant of it.”
in fear. He tells you he is called Manco Capac,
All the people turn and look as the curtains named for the first Inca, and suddenly you see
of the litter part. The great Inca king steps out. that the king is wearing the fabulous Pendant
There is a moment of tense silence as the of the Incas and carries the original golden staff!
citizens await the meeting between you and their
mighty king. weer crea seer rere eeeseseseeee ee esesesesessesesenessesesse

Then the king speaks. Turn to page 118.

100 101
 You run down the stony path to the em- “Cut the support cables, men!” Shyster-
bankment, shouting at the top of your lungs. Haven yells. “As long as they’re on to us, we'll
“Indy!” you scream, ignoring the surprised nave to find the secret formula without Jones!”
faces of the men. “Don’t cross! These guys are Indy reaches you. You are holding on
up to something!” tightly to the twisting walkway.
But Indy has already crossed halfway. He Then everything happens at once. You feel
stops and looks back in time to see three of the the bridge give way under you. You feel Indy’s
strongest men pick you up and toss you onto the strong left arm catching hold of you.
wildly swaying bridge! You feel yourself falling through space as
You look down. rou and Indy plummet to certain death!
It must be almost a thousand feet down t
the boiling rapids.
Indy is starting back across for you.
You look back.