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maga says (to Floyd), "w"
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), "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 can also see a can of white paint here.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
maga says (to Floyd), "take can"
Floyd | Taken.
Floyd |
Floyd | In the distance, you hear the wail of an approaching siren.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
lpsmith says, "Yay paint"
maga says, "THERE"
inky says, "hunh"
Fang says (to Floyd), "drink paint"
Floyd | Appalling.
Floyd |
Floyd | The siren is getting closer, and you can now make out the throb of an
Floyd | engine.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
inky says (to Floyd), "throw plate at spider"
Floyd | Mustering all your courage, you throw the ornamental plate at the
Floyd | startled spider, which drops to the floor! Unfortunately, it appears
Floyd | unharmed and you watch with a mixture of disgust and relief as it
Floyd | scuttles back to its former position.
Floyd |
Floyd | The ornamental plate lands in the kitchen.
Floyd |
Floyd | The siren abruptly stops, and you hear the squeal of mistreated tyres.
Floyd |
Floyd | >
olethros says, "grr"
inky says (to Floyd), "undo"
Floyd | Living Room
Floyd | [Previous turn undone.]
Floyd |
Floyd | >
olethros says, "it didnt work with the paint"
inky says, "oh yeah, I remember this puzzle"
lpsmith says (to Floyd), "look out window"
Floyd | I only understood you as far as wanting to look.