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The rope was frayed, but it held. Guy slid down into the dark, his boots hitting the cold stone with a heavy thud. He adjusted his fedora and pulled a sputtering torch from his belt.

The air grew thick and humid. The dry stone of the mines gave way to slick mud, giant Venus flytraps, and aggressive tiki tribesmen. He had made it to the Jungle. The rope was frayed, but it held

The ceiling groaned. A spherical boulder the size of a small house crashed down behind him. Guy sprinted, his heart hammering against his ribs. He threw a rope up a ledge, scrambled up just in time, and watched the boulder demolish a wooden shop structure below. The air grew thick and humid

Tied to a wooden post near a dark pit was a woman in a tattered dress—a damsel in distress. Guy knew the cruel logic of the cave. If he could carry her safely to the exit of this level, she would tend to his wounds and grant him the strength to keep going. The ceiling groaned

According to the local legends documented by previous explorers on platforms like Spelunky World , the Colossal Cave did not obey the laws of physics. It was a living, shifting entity. Every time a delver perished and returned, the passages had completely rearranged themselves.

: Arrow traps were rigged to fire at the slightest movement, capable of taking off a man's head in the blink of an eye. Trust no one : Not even the merchants.