Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that once killed a man just to watch him die.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A USB drive labeled "Virus"
A wilhelm scream
The Autobot Matrix of Leadership
A pack of paper joss-cigarettes that have been burned as an offering to the ancestors
A Pataphor
A Gift for the Man who has Everything
A perfect agate
A hydroelectric dam
A handmade quilt depicting Goya's Saturn Devouring His Son
A copy of Bridge Over the River Why a self-help book by Colonel Alec Nicholson

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