| Sample Transcript from Border Zone, typed in by Volker Blasius | |
| Comments in {} are mine, sentences in [] are in the original. | |
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| This transcript is not from "Border Zone", but it does show many of the usual | |
| things you can do in the story. It shows a few simple puzzles and their | |
| solutions, and it will give you a good idea of how Infocom's interactive | |
| fiction works. The player's commands appear in capital letters after each | |
| prompt (>). The map shows the layout of the rooms in the sample transcript as | |
| you might have drawn it. | |
| {Map of 8 rooms that can be reconstructed from the transcript} | |
| You've just stolen the secret Prosser Papers from the Prosser Mansion. Now | |
| you've got to make your getaway: you'll need to find a change of clothes | |
| (you're dressed all in black, which makes you look VERY suspicious) and a | |
| car. | |
| Forest | |
| You are surrounded on all sides by forest, except to the north, where a road | |
| that sounds well-traveled lies up a small slope. | |
| >NORTH | |
| Edge of Road, South Side | |
| You crawl on your stomach along the edge of a slope that lines the south side | |
| of the road. Cars pass by sporadically. | |
| >N | |
| You start to cross the road, but a truck nearly hits you so you turn back. | |
| >WATCH THE CARS | |
| [If you were playing "Border Zone", at this point the status line would | |
| graphically depict the movements of the cars as well as your position. Since | |
| this manual does not come with a status line, the position of the cars | |
| relative to your position will be included in the text.] | |
| There is a car heading towards you about 100 yards to the west. There is a | |
| car heading away from you about 500 yards to the east. | |
| [At this point you could try to cross the street again or you could wait | |
| (either by doing nothing or typing WAIT). After 30 seconds the new positions | |
| of the autos would be shown on the status line.] | |
| There is a car heading away from you about 300 yards to the east. | |
| >GO NORTH | |
| Edge of Road, North Side | |
| You sprint across the road and dive into a gully on the opposite side, | |
| landing on a prostrate hobo who yells "Ouch!" Directly to the south, across | |
| the road, lies a forest. The gully leads off into the horizon to your east | |
| and west. North of you is an overgrown hedgerow that looks as if it was once | |
| part of an ornate landscape. | |
| You are no longer watching the cars. | |
| The hobo yells, "You hurt me!" | |
| >SAY "FORGIVE ME" | |
| The hobo responds, "Okay, you're forgiven." | |
| >L AT THE HEDGEROW | |
| The hedgerow is a long dense yew that encircles an estate. It looks as if it | |
| could use some trimming. | |
| >BEND THE HEDGE | |
| By reaching both arms in the hedgerow, and separating the branches, you make | |
| a space wide enough to crawl through. | |
| >N | |
| Lawn | |
| You crawl through the hedges. Unfortunately, your black stocking cap gets | |
| caught in the branches, and when the hedge returns to its original position, | |
| your cap is flung onto the road. You dare not try to retrieve it. This is too | |
| bad since your bangs come down to your nose and your vision is severely | |
| impaired. The grass on the lawn is knee-high, and it would be hard to see any | |
| obstacles lying in it. To your north is a garage, and to the west of the | |
| garage is a white, boarded-up house. East of the garage is an old, shut-off | |
| fountain in the center of a pool. | |
| >INVENTORY | |
| You have a black canvas jumpsuit (being worn), a pair of black shoes with | |
| crepe soles (being worn), and the secret Prosser Papers. | |
| >N | |
| You begin to dash up to the garage, but the combination of uncut grass and | |
| hair makes you trip on an unseen sprinkler, and you fall on your face. | |
| >RIP CLOTHES | |
| You rip a piece of your clothes and now hold a scrap in your hand. | |
| >TIE THE SCRAP AROUND MY HEAD | |
| You make a headband from the torn piece of clothing and tuck your bangs under | |
| it. Now you can see much better. | |
| >L AT THE HOUSE | |
| The house is white and boarded up. It doesn't look like it's been lived in | |
| for years. | |
| >N | |
| In Front of Garage | |
| You dash up the lawn, narrowly avoiding on old tricycle. There is a large, | |
| pull-up door here with windows shaped like diamonds. | |
| >L IN WINDOW | |
| You can't see much because the window is dirty on the inside. However, you do | |
| catch the glint of moonlight on metal. | |
| >OPEN THE DOOR | |
| Although the garage door does not seem locked, it is stuck, probably due to | |
| neglect. | |
| >NE | |
| East of Garage | |
| You slide like a shadow along the east wall of the garage. There is a door | |
| here. You can see a fountain to your east. | |
| >OFEN THE DOOR | |
| [I don't know the word "ofen."] | |
| >OOPS OPEN | |
| The door creaks like an old brass bed as you open it. | |
| >ENTER THE GARAGE | |
| Garage | |
| As you enter the garage, a couple of bats flutter out through the open door, | |
| giving you a start. Dim light shines in through the dirty windows. There is | |
| an old car here. It looks like a sedan. Next to the sedan is a toolbench. | |
| >L AT THE TOOLBENCH | |
| On the toolbench you see a bottle of oil, a pair of pruning snippers, and a | |
| trashcan. | |
| >GET ALL | |
| bottle of oil: Taken. | |
| pair of pruning snippers: Taken. | |
| trashcan: Taken. | |
| >L AT THE TRASHCAN | |
| The trash can is an old dented aluminium job with a lid that is tied onto the | |
| handles with twine. | |
| >CUT THE TWINE | |
| What do you want to cut the twine with? | |
| >SNIPPERS | |
| The twine snaps with a twang. | |
| >REMOVE THE LID | |
| You remove the lid, and a musty smell wafts up from the bottom of the can. | |
| >L IN THE CAN | |
| Inside the can you see a green and purple plaid polyester sports jacket with | |
| matching skirt and a peach shirt, along with some old magazines. | |
| >GET ALL FROM CAN | |
| sports jacket: Taken. | |
| skirt: Taken. | |
| peach shirt: Taken. | |
| old magazines: Taken. | |
| >WEAR SHIRT. WEAR SKIRT. WEAR JACKET | |
| You remove your black turtleneck and overalls, put the on the floor, and put | |
| on the peach shirt. You look less like a burglar already. | |
| You are now wearing the green and purple plaid polyester skirt. You look even | |
| less like a burglar. | |
| You are now wearing the green and purple plaid polyester sports jacket. | |
| Unfortunately, a patrol car has noticed the open side door and is turning up | |
| the driveway to investigate. You only have moments before you're caught! | |
| At least now you look more like a respectable, if tasteless, business woman. | |
| >GARAGE DOOR {sic} | |
| You grease the garage door, which immediately seems looser. | |
| The patrol car is starting to drive down the long driveway. | |
| >DROP CAN AND BOTTLE | |
| trashcan: dropped. | |
| bottle of oil: dropped. | |
| >REPLACE THE LID | |
| You replace the lid on the can. | |
| >EXIT GARAGE | |
| Garage, East Side | |
| You crouch behind the garage door, but you're not particularly well hidden. | |
| >E | |
| Fountain | |
| You skirt across the lawn, just missing an old lawnmower, and stoop behind | |
| the low, white wall of a pool. There is a large white fountain here. The | |
| water in the pool is dirty and covered with algae. | |
| A patrol guard has just gotten out of the patrol car and is now entering the | |
| garage. | |
| >Z | |
| The patrol guard leaves the garage and closes the side door. He is now | |
| heading in your direction. You only have moments before you're caught. | |
| >E | |
| If you want to enter the pool, just say so. | |
| >ENTER THE POOL | |
| You distastefully slide under the surface of the pool, hoping the guard won't | |
| be too curious. | |
| The patrol guard continues to poke around the grounds, stopping to light a | |
| cigar. | |
| >WAIT 120 SECONDS | |
| [If you were playing "Border Zone", at this point two minutes would elapse.] | |
| The patrol guard, satisfied that it was only an animal, leaves. | |
| >W.OPEN THE DOOR.ENTER THE GARAGE | |
| You slowly crawl out of the pool and, after what seems like millennia, stand | |
| on your feet. You imagine how disgusting you look in your dripping, muddy | |
| green and purple plaid polyester suit as you wipe the pond scum from your | |
| headband. | |
| You jog back over to the garage. | |
| Garage, East Side | |
| The door gives a heartrendering squeal as you open it. | |
| You furtiveley enter the garage. | |
| Garage | |
| You keep your head down so it won't be seen through the windows, and you pray | |
| the guard doesn't return. | |
| It is pretty dark in here. | |
| >CLOSE THE SIDE DOOR.OPEN GARAGE DOOR | |
| So as not to make the same mistake twice, you shut the door before you | |
| continue. The door screams as it is closed. It is now pitch black. | |
| With a not-so-mighty tug you wrench the garage door free. Enough moonlight | |
| shines in for you to see. Now all you have to do is get the car going. | |
| >OPEN CAR DOOR | |
| The car door is now open. | |
| >GET IN THE CAR | |
| You slide behind the wheel, hot-wire the ignition, and drive to freedom, | |
| albeit looking like a bag lady. | |
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