Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that smells like it came from the elemental plane of meat.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A vial of castoreum
A scroll of Huizinga's Magic Circle
A small pair of scissors
A Pair of Novelty 2020 Glasses
A Ticket Outta This Joint
A circular smartphone
The original "Wow!" signal printout
A trunk made of Sapient Pearwood
A piece of candy with dust and dog hair stuck to it
A brand new dumpster

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