Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that can't figure out what was so bad about Hitler.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A "danger radiation drop & run" cookie cutter
A multi-neck bass guitar
A Lucky Cabbit's Foot
A Philosopher's Stone
A Gold Ring from Sonic the Hedgehog
A stale green fruit loop
A miniature F5 tornado sealed in box
A Medusa Emerald
A half-mouse
A scroll of Huizinga's Magic Circle

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