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Floyd | The mould is nasty brown stuff. You don't want to linger here too long
Floyd | in case the spores are infectious.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
olethros says (to Floyd), "s"
Floyd |
Floyd | Upstairs Corridor
Floyd |
Floyd | >
maga says (to Floyd), "verbose"
Floyd | FEAR is now in its "verbose" mode, which always gives long descriptions
Floyd | of locations (even if you've been there before).
Floyd |
Floyd | >
olethros asks, "hm, bedroom again? or explore downstairs?"
Jacqueline says, "We are going to die of a lung infection if we don't leave. heh"
maga says, "downstairs, I think"
Taleslinger asks, "shouldn't we try to examine more stuff in the bathroom?"
olethros says (to Floyd), "d"
Floyd |
Floyd | Living Room
Floyd | This spacious room is comfortably if sparsely furnished. A plush sofa
Floyd | and two matching armchairs are arranged around a low wooden tea-table.
Floyd | Curtains hang over the long windows on the south wall, keeping the
Floyd | warmth from the old electric fireplace in; a clock hangs over the
Floyd | mantelpiece. The overall effect might even be cosy, were it not for the
Floyd | stark white glare of the unshielded bulb dangling from the ceiling.
Floyd |
Floyd | A simple wooden staircase on the west wall leads up to the first floor;
Floyd | underneath the stairs is an utility closet. The kitchen can be seen
Floyd | through the empty doorway to the east.
Floyd |
Floyd | You shudder at the sight of a large spider hanging in the kitchen
Floyd | doorway.
Floyd |
Floyd | The front door is reassuringly and securely locked.
Floyd |
Floyd | You catch a flurry of movement out of the corner of your eye, but when
Floyd | you turn there is nothing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "kill spider"
Floyd | You'd like to stay as far away as possible from it, and you can't bear
Floyd | the thought of actually touching the vile(and probably poisonous)
Floyd | creature.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
inky says (to Floyd), "i"
Floyd | You are carrying nothing.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
olethros says (to Floyd), "x clock"
Floyd | The hands on the face of this round wall-clock indicate that the time
Floyd | is half past five. It's been half past five for ages after the clock
Floyd | broke; time has had little meaning for you since that fateful day.
Floyd |
Floyd | Waves of sorrow and guilt wash over you from some dimly remembered
Floyd | past.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
DavidW says, "x closet"
olethros says (to Floyd), "x closet"
Floyd | You can't see inside, since it is closed.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
Taleslinger says (to Floyd), "kick spider"