Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that wants your SOUL.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A silver sleigh bell
A fax sent by a samurai to Abraham Lincoln
A Ticket Outta This Joint
A Sword smithed from iron extracted from the blood of your Enemies
A heptagonal stop sign
A Disposable Lighter
A Hard Drive full of Bitcoin
A Barbie Action Figure
A Bearinstain Bears DVD
A single stick of fruit stripe gum

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