You retreat along the stamen as fast as you can, yet the sticky pollen conspires to slow you down. Then there is a sudden rush of air and you are forced to flatten yourself behind a gluey pollen cluster as the insect’s lance-like proboscis comes hurtling towards your back.
Pick a number from the Random Number Table. If you possess the Disciplines of Grand Pathsmanship and Assimilance, add 2 to the number you have picked.
If your total score is now 0–4, turn to 295.
If it is 5 or higher, turn to 22.