Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is the disguise for a powerful force of evil.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Behelit
A Ticket Outta This Joint
The deed to a salt mine in Utah
A Glade scented plugin that smells of regret
A purring cat
A Plastic Thing that looks important but you have no idea what it's for
A single peanut M&M
A cat clock, keeping rhythm to an unknown timescape
A decent ham and cheese sandwich
A box full of uselessly short strings labeled "Strings too short to save"

>_