Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is a bounty hunter after your head.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Pair of Headphones
A rusty T-60 powered armor suit
A Devil on your shoulder
A copy of the second book of Aristotle's Poetics
An Orb to Ponder
A counterfeit gravestone
A box full of uselessly short strings labeled "Strings too short to save"
A 24kt Gold Ingot
A circular smartphone
A baby monitor tuned to a dead channel

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