Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is insane and unpredictable.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Toblerone
A trunk made of Sapient Pearwood
A Non-Functional Furnace Knob taken as a souvenir from a Dorm Room
A rusty T-60 powered armor suit
A "danger radiation drop & run" cookie cutter
A cheap plastic orrery
The deed to a salt mine in Utah
A fat blunt
Two turntables and a microphone
A collection of every screen-used prop from The Last Starfighter

>_