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Floyd |
Floyd | [You are no longer afraid of heights.]
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 can also see a can of white paint here.
Floyd |
Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by nine points.]
Floyd |
Floyd | >
DavidW says, "woot"
inky says, "hooray"
Jacqueline says, "woohoo"
maga says, "okay, let's go and make that attic our bitch"
inky says, "ha ha"
DavidW says, "ha ha"
lpsmith asks, "Have we looked at the papers here?"
maga says, "yes"
DavidW asks, "we did?"
inky says, "yeah, they weren't important"
lpsmith says, "Alrighty."
maga says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd |
Floyd | Upstairs Corridor
Floyd | You are in the western half of a plain whitewashed east-west corridor
Floyd | lit by a lamp hanging next to the stairs, which lead down to the ground
Floyd | floor. The carpeted wooden floor creaks annoyingly under your feet.
Floyd |
Floyd | The bathroom lies to the north; a ladder hangs from an opening in the
Floyd | ceiling to the east.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
maga says (to Floyd), "e"
Floyd |
Floyd | Upstairs Corridor (by ladder)
Floyd | A ladder hangs down from a dark square hole in the high ceiling of this
Floyd | unadorned corridor. Identical doors to the north, east and south lead
Floyd | to various rooms. To the west, hanging over the stairs, a bright
Floyd | electric lamp provides illumination.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
maga says (to Floyd), "u"
Floyd | The ladder groans, but supports your weight easily.
Floyd |
Floyd | Fumbling in the dark a bit, you discover the light switch and flip it,
Floyd | illuminating the attic.
Floyd |
Floyd | Attic
Floyd | Dust covers the floorboards of this dim attic, lit by a weak ceiling
Floyd | lamp, and the air makes you sneeze. Some old chairs are piled
Floyd | unceremoniously in one corner. There is no sign of the missing keys.
Floyd |
Floyd | Near where the sloping ceiling meets the floor by the north wall is a
Floyd | hissing, growling contraption of pipes and tanks that emits an
Floyd | occasional puff of hot steam, like some modern-day dragon crouched over
Floyd | its treasure.
Floyd |
Floyd | [Your score has just gone up by one point.]
Floyd |
Floyd | >
DavidW says, "We seem to return to the living room regardless of where we left from."
maga says (to Floyd), "fullscore"