Baron Sukumvit decides to bring hard cash to the town of Fang by investing ridiculous amounts of money on building a dungeon called The Trial of Champions and running it as a snuff version of a fairground sideshow. He proves it's lethality by sending his personal guards into it and noting that they don't return. Success!
So year on year at the same time every year, suicidal adventurers turn up each after the acclaim of surviving The Trail of Champions (and the 10,000gp prize). Much money is put into the coffers of Fang as the population swells in order to witness.... well, what exactly?
A bunch of yahoos vanish into the Stygian depths. Everyone outside waits.
And then a few think "nah, they're all dead" and walk off home.
The others wait.
And then a few more get bored waiting for nothing to happen. Maybe somebodies arse goes to sleep or they think it might be an idea to go for a pint and drift off to the pub.
Some more people wait. For a while.
Maybe hours later somebody comes out. Maybe not. Maybe the successful adventurer crawls out of the dungeon only to find that everyone had lost faith in him and already gone home. How's that for an anti-climax?
Is it just me or does the plot of this much-loved gamebook make absolutely no sense?
We are going to spend millions of gold pieces on a dungeon THAT CAN'T BE SEEN and send adventurers into a life or death struggle THAT CAN'T BE SEEN and the audience is going to sit around wondering about events underground THAT CAN'T BE SEEN.
It's hardly great spectator sport is it?