"What happens next?" asked Twoflower.
Hrun screwed a finger in his ear and inspected it absently.
"Oh,", he said, "I expect in a minute the door will be
flung back and I'll be dragged off to some sort of temple
arena where I'll fight maybe a couple of giant spiders
and an eight-foot slave from the jungles of Klatch and then
I'll rescue some kind of a princess from the altar and then
I'll kill off a few guards or whatever and then this girl
will show me the secret passage out of the place and we'll
liberate a couple of horses and escape with the treasure."
Hrun leaned his head back on his hands and looked at the
ceiling, whistling tunelessly.
"All that?" said Twoflower.
"Usually."
-- Terry Pratchett,
"The Colour of Magic"
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