Dudley's dungeon

As you kick the doorThrough me you pass into the city of woe:
Through me you pass into eternal pain:
Through me among the people lost for aye.
Justice the founder of my fabric mov'd:
To rear me was the task of power divine,
Supremest wisdom, and primeval love.
Before me things create were none, save things
Eternal, and eternal I endure.
All hope abandon ye who enter here.
        [ The Inferno, from The Divine Comedy of Dante
                Alighieri, translated by H.F. Cary ]

Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team
Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
NetHack may be freely redistributed.  See license for details.
it crashes open!    
   |ZXREM......|    
----NXZOL......|    
..@.ERTHT....\.|    
----MZML.......|    
   |OHRN.......|    
   +XO.........|    
---------+------    

---------+------    
   +TN.........|    
   |ZXREM......|    
----NXZOL......|    
..@.ERTHT....\.|    
----MZML.......|    
   |OHRN.......|    
   +XO.........|    
---------+------    

---------+------    
   +TN.........|    
   |ZXREM......|    
----NXZOL......|    
..@.ERTHT....\.|    
----MZML.......|    
   |OHRN.......|    
   +XO.........|    
---------+------    

You fail to cast the
spell correctly.    
   |ZXREM......|    
----NXZOL......|    
..@.ERTHT....\.|    
----MZML.......|    
   |OHRN.......|    
   +XO.........|    
---------+------    

----------------+---
          +TN.......
          |ZXR......
-----------NXZE.....
.@.LOL.THE.TRMM.....
-----------MZON.....
          |OHR......
          +X........
----------------+---

--------------------
.....XORNA distant cousin of the earth elemental, the xorn has the
ability to shift the cells of its body around in such a way
that it becomes porous to inert material.  This gives it the
ability to pass through any obstacle that might be between it
and its next meal.

Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team
Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
NetHack may be freely redistributed.  See license for details..HORNRoland hath set the Olifant to his mouth,
He grasps it well, and with great virtue sounds.
High are those peaks, afar it rings and loud,
Thirty great leagues they hear its echoes mount.
So Charles heard, and all his comrades round;
Then said that King: "Battle they do, our counts!"
And Guenelun answered, contrarious:
"That were a lie, in any other mouth."
        [ The Song of Roland ]

Copyright (c) 1994, 1995, 1996 by the NetHack Development Team
Copyright (c) 1994 by Boudewijn Wayers
NetHack may be freely redistributed.  See license for details..@....
}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
--------------------
                    
----+---------------
..........|         
..........|         
..........|         

-----------.........
          |.........
          +.........
---------------+----
                    
--------------------
}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
@.THE.L.HAXORZ.MOM..
--------------------

------}|            
|}}}}}}|            
|}......            
-}.ME..|            
+..NOT.|            
-}MORON|            
|}.....|            
|}}}}}@|            
------}|