Inventory

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

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Flux Capacitor
A Philosopher's Stone
A balloon dog
A Can of Baked Beans
The Sword that Seals the Darkness
A pack of paper joss-cigarettes that have been burned as an offering to the ancestors
The entrails of the last priest
A Sonic the Hedgehog commemorative plate
A baby monitor lizard
A lovely cobweb

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