| Sample Transcript from Sherlock - The Riddle of the Crown Jewels | |
| typed in by Volker Blasius | |
| Comments in {} are mine, sentences in [] are in the original. | |
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| This transcript is not from "The Riddle of the Crown Jewels", 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 10 rooms that can be reconstructed from the transcript} | |
| "Well, Doctor, it seems that I shall have the honour of providing you with | |
| more material with which you may exaggerate and glorify my most elementary | |
| deductions. What do you make of this?" Holmes hands you a piece of paper. | |
| >READ THE PAPER | |
| "A thorny problem, a maiden's name, | |
| A cheeky colour, 'tis all the same. | |
| In Lavenshire he's heard of sheep. | |
| A stone's throw away fore'er you'll sleep." | |
| Holmes hands you your hat and coat and ushers you outside. "Let us go to | |
| Lavenshire at once. Here's the train schedule," he says, pressing it into | |
| your hand. "Lead the way, Watson, so that I may reflect upon the riddle." | |
| Holmes furrows his brow and half closes his eyes in concentration. | |
| 221B Baker Street | |
| You are standing outside Holmes's residence on Baker Street. The door to the | |
| house is to the west. The street continues north and south. Holmes stands | |
| nearby, deep in thought. | |
| >INVENTORY | |
| You are carrying a whistle, a train schedule, a riddle, a pound note, a | |
| shilling, and your hat and coat. | |
| The cool damp air makes your bones shiver. | |
| >LOOK AT THE TRAIN SCHEDULE | |
| MORNING DEPARTURES FROM VICTORIA STATION | |
| Leaving | |
| Victoria | |
| Station Arriving (Place & Time) | |
| 6:40 Wellfleet 7:20, Muttontown 7:40, Simpson 9:00, Leominster 9:20, | |
| Pallis 9:45, Everett 10:15 | |
| 9:55 Herringdale 10:25, Elmsford 10:40, Lavenshire 11:00, | |
| Farmington 11:20, Great Meadows 11:45, Cotsworth 12:10 | |
| 11:20 South Torrington 11:40, North Torrington 11:55, Bateshire 12:20, | |
| Gladtree 12:45, The Firs 1:05 | |
| Save sixpence - Buy your ticket in advance from the Stationmaster. Schedule | |
| subject to change without notice. | |
| The cool damp air makes your bones shiver again. | |
| >TIME | |
| It is 9:45 a.m. [In "The Riddle of the Crown Jewels", the date and the time | |
| of day in the story are always displayed at the top of your screen, so you | |
| don't actually need to type TIME when you play.] | |
| Your teeth are beginning to chatter from the cold. | |
| >PUT ON THE COAT | |
| You put on the coat and immediately feel a little more comfortable. | |
| >BLOW THE WHISTLE | |
| Tweeeeee! | |
| >WEAR HAT | |
| You don your hat and immediately feel much more comfortable. | |
| A growler cab pulls up beside you. | |
| >GET IN THE CAB | |
| You get into the cab. Holmes climbs in next to you. | |
| "Where to, guv'nor?" asks the cabbie. | |
| >VICTORIA STATION | |
| "Victoria Station it is, guv'nor." The cab deftly maneuvres through the | |
| narrow twisty streets. After awhile {sic}, the cab stops in front of Victoria | |
| Station. | |
| >GET OUT OF THE CAB | |
| You get out of the cab, and Holmes follows you. The cab drives away and | |
| disappears. | |
| Outside Victoria Station | |
| The entrance to Victoria Station is to the east. Streets lead off to the | |
| north, south, and southwest. | |
| >GO EAST | |
| Victoria Station | |
| This large train station is usually a hubbub of activity. At the moment, | |
| however, the platform is deserted, and the tracks are empty. | |
| >TIME | |
| It is 10:00. | |
| Holmes snaps out of his trance-like concentration and looks around. He sighs, | |
| smiles wanly, and says kindly, "My dear Watson, it seems we have missed the | |
| train to Lavenshire. No train, no case; and no case, no story for you. The | |
| next time you use your whistle, blow it twice, and a hansom cab shall arrive. | |
| Hansom cabs are vastly more reliable than growlers, and they are hardly any | |
| less comfortable." | |
| >I | |
| You are carrying a whistle, a train schedule, a riddle, a pound note, and a | |
| shilling. You are wearing your hat and coat. | |
| >TURN OVER THE TRAIN SCHEDULE. READ IT | |
| You turn over the train schedule. | |
| MORNING DEPARTURES FROM KING'S CROSS STATION | |
| Leaving | |
| King's Cross | |
| Station Arriving (Place & Time) | |
| 7:15 Hartley 7:35, Reeve 7:50, Cushing 8:10, Upper Tadworth 8:30, | |
| Tadworth 8:45, Selfridge 9:10 | |
| 10:40 Bellingdon 11:05, Westwood 11:20, Lavenshire 11:40, | |
| Farmington 11:55, Great Meadows 12:25, Cotsworth 1:10 | |
| 11:40 Galley Hill 12:00, Richmond 12:15, Sutton Green 12:35, | |
| Plainview 12:55, Elk's Way 1:20, Upton 1:40 | |
| Save sixpence - Buy your ticket in advance from the Stationmaster. Schedule | |
| subject to change without notice. | |
| >W | |
| Outside Victoria Station | |
| Holmes ambles along behind you, shaking his head. | |
| >BLOW THE WHISTLE | |
| Tweeeeee! | |
| >AGAIN | |
| Tweeeeee! | |
| Holmes looks at you expectantly. | |
| >LOOK AT HOLMES | |
| Holmes is wearing his cape and deerstalker cap. He is watching you carefully, | |
| as if he expects you to surprise him. | |
| A hansom cab pulls up beside you. | |
| >GET IN HANSOM CAB | |
| You get into the cab. Holmes seats himself next to you. | |
| "Where to, guv'nor?" asks the driver. | |
| >KING'S CROSS STATION | |
| "King's Cross Station it is, then," says the driver. You are thrown to the | |
| back of your seat as the cab races through the streets, and moments later, | |
| you find yourself outside King's Cross Station. | |
| Holmes is clearly pleased. "Good show, Watson! We'll get to Lavenshire yet." | |
| He immediately furrows his brow again and thinks of the case that lies ahead, | |
| meditating with such concentration that he appears to be in a near-hypnotic | |
| state. | |
| >GET OUT OF THE CAB | |
| You get out of the cab, and Holmes follows. The cab drives away and | |
| disappears. | |
| Outside King's Cross Station | |
| Streets head off to the east and west, and the entrance to King's Cross | |
| Station lies to the north. Across the street to the south, an old woman with | |
| a pushcart sells flowers. | |
| >TIME | |
| It is 10:25. | |
| >S | |
| Holmes follows you across the street. | |
| By the Pushcart | |
| A dirty woman dressed in all grey stands here next to her wooden pushcart, | |
| which is full of bright and beautiful flowers. "Buy some flowers, gentlemen? | |
| For your wives or lady friends?" | |
| >LOOK AT THE FLOWERS | |
| The pushcart is covered with carnations, roses, tulips, verbena, irises, | |
| lobelia, chrysanthemums, and daisies. | |
| >BUY ROSES | |
| "Ah, lovely, lovely. That'll be two shillings for a dozen, then." | |
| Holmes nods at you appreciatively. "'A thorny problem, a maiden's name, a | |
| cheeky colour, 'tis all the same.' Roses! Good show, Watson!" | |
| >HAGGLE WITH THE WOMAN | |
| The old woman frowns. "But sir, these roses are good enough for the Queen | |
| herself. All right, then, one shilling six." | |
| >AGAIN | |
| "But sir, look at the colour, the rich ruby red. Look at the stems, sir, | |
| long, beautiful, tapered stems. The finest roses in all of England, and you, | |
| a gentleman, want to steal them from me? Impossible, sir, impossible for me | |
| to settle for anything less than a shilling." | |
| >GIVE SHILLING TO WOMAN | |
| The woman takes the coin, shoving it into the folds of her clothing, then | |
| hands you a dozen roses. "Anything for you, sir?" she asks Holmes. But | |
| Holmes, again lost in thought, does not reply. | |
| >N.N | |
| Holmes follows you across the street. | |
| Outside King's Cross Station | |
| Holmes follows you into the station. | |
| King's Cross Station | |
| Unlike Victoria Station at this hour, King's Cross Station is bustling with | |
| activity. To the west, a train on the platform hisses impatiently as porters | |
| assist passengers and load baggage. Families give their tearful farewells to | |
| loved ones, and children run amid the crowds and columns. Beggars shake their | |
| tin cups at top-hatted gentlemen and perfumed ladies. At the northern end of | |
| the platform, a uniformed stationmaster watches over all, occasionally | |
| checking the watch he holds in his hand. The station may be exited to the | |
| south. | |
| >TIME | |
| It is 10:35. | |
| >GO NORTH | |
| Holmes follows you. | |
| End of Platform | |
| The platform is less crowded here. The stationmaster barely glances at you, | |
| then looks at his watch and studies the pandemonium behind you. | |
| >BUY TWO TICKETS TO LAVENSHIRE | |
| The stationmaster pulls a large pad from a deep pocket, rips two tickets from | |
| it, and with an efficiency acquired from years of practice, punches them to | |
| show date, point of departure, destination, and price. He hands you the | |
| tickets and says, "One pound, sir." | |
| >GIVE POUND NOTE TO THE STATION MASTER | |
| "Thank you, sir." | |
| >BOARD THE TRAIN | |
| You find an empty compartment toward the front of the train, and you and | |
| Holmes settle yourselves. Holmes is still lost deep in thought. | |
| Train Berth | |
| You are sitting in a small but comfortable berth. You may exit the train via | |
| the door to the east, or enter the train's corridor to the west. Holmes sits | |
| opposite you, his eyes now completely shut in intense concentration. | |
| Outside you hear the stationmaster shout "All aboard!" | |
| >WAIT UNTIL 11:40 | |
| Time passes ... | |
| The train pulls out of the station. | |
| A conductor enters the berth, checks your tickets, and leaves. | |
| Time passes ... | |
| The train slows down and pulls into a station. A voice outside shouts | |
| "Bellingdon!" | |
| Do you wish to keep waiting? >Y | |
| Outside you hear a voice shout "All aboard!" Moments later, the train pulls | |
| out of the station. | |
| Time passes ... | |
| The train slows down and pulls into a station. A voice outside yells | |
| "Westwood!" | |
| Do you wish to keep waiting? >Y | |
| Outside you hear a voice shout "All aboard!" Moments later, the train pulls | |
| out of the station. | |
| Time passes ... | |
| The train slows down and pulls into a station. A voice outside yells | |
| "Lavenshire!" | |
| It is now 11:40. | |
| >WEST {sic} | |
| You step out of the train, and Holmes follows you. | |
| Lavenshire Station | |
| The air here, as anywhere in the English countryside, seems remarkably pure | |
| compared to London's. A stationmaster, somewhat older and frailer than the | |
| one at King's Cross, stands lookout to the north. The train hisses on the | |
| western track. The station may be exited to the south. | |
| >S | |
| Holmes follows you outside the station. | |
| Outside Lavenshire Station | |
| You are in the quiet English countryside. The Lavenshire train station lies | |
| to the north, and a small road runs east to west. A bearded shepherd stands | |
| alone nearby, holding his staff. | |
| Holmes whispers to you, "Odd, is it not, Watson, that the shepherd has no | |
| flock? Perhaps 'heard of sheep' is our punster's way of referring to a | |
| shepherd. Perhaps this fellow might provide us with some guidance." | |
| >I | |
| You are carrying a whistle, a train schedule, a riddle, a dozen roses, and | |
| two train tickets. You are wearing your hat and coat. | |
| >SHOW THE RIDDLE TO THE SHEPHERD | |
| Warily, the shepherd looks at the riddle. As he reads it, his eyes grow wide | |
| and his face turns white. Then he notices what you're carrying. "Blood-red | |
| roses!" he croaks. He drops his staff, clutches his heart, and cries | |
| "Moriarty! He swore he's find me!" Then he falls to the ground. | |
| >LOOK AT THE SHEPHERD | |
| He is quite dead of fright, his face twisted grotesquely. His left hand | |
| clutches a small stone. | |
| >TAKE THE SMALL STONE | |
| You pry the stone from the dead man's grip. | |
| >LOOK AT IT | |
| The stone has a small symbol scratched onto its surface. | |
| >GIVE THE STONE TO HOLMES | |
| Holmes studies the stone with his magnifying glass for a few seconds, then | |
| stares intensely at the horizon. "Watson, we are in great danger. I have been | |
| a fool, and this man is dead because of it. Come! We haven't a moment to | |
| lose!" Holmes dashes down the road to the east. | |
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