Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that won't stop rubbing your head.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A 90's era ShakeWeight
A Flux Capacitor
A coloring book of flowers and anatomically correct hearts
A copy of The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire signed by Caesar Augustus
A cypress knee
A bag of fake snow made of asbestos
A Padded Gambeson of the Owl
A tub of Quark
A speckled blue eggshell, abandoned
A miniature F5 tornado sealed in box

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