Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is insane and unpredictable.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A box of one dozen starving crazed weasels
A Clump of Belly Cheese
A copy of the Voynich Manuscript
A Mind Goblin
A farmer's trophy for being "out standing in your field"
A nice set of silverware
A nubbin collection
A hydroelectric dam
A Big Key
A sheet of metal with the very small atomic scale letters IBM etched into it

>_