Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that failed to mention the flesh-eating bacteria.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Milk Crate repurposed to be a chair in the back of a busy kitchen
A complete collection of The Journal of Irreproducible Results
A Behelit
A USB drive labeled "Virus"
An Estrus Flask
A Timex Digital Watch
A multi-neck bass guitar
A Pair of Thumbs from the guy who had two thumbs
A "danger radiation drop & run" cookie cutter
A replica Silmaril from the Tol Eressëa gift shop

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