Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that won't stop teasing you.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Salt Lick
A wilhelm scream
A box of honeycomb cereal
A Pair of Tau Leptons
A Glade scented plugin that smells of regret
A hidden pixel
A bag of fake snow made of asbestos
A copy of the Kama Sutra with positions depicted in ASCII
A 24kt Gold Ingot
A toy from the nursery inside a U.F.O.

>_