These are the files. I hope you have everything you need.
Thank you.
Sir, I'm afraid these were not the correct files.
woop woop woop blat blat blat
You awaken on a cold, hard concrete floor. From a radio on the floor next to you, a voice says "We seem to have lost contact with the Control Tower", accompanied by grinding noises. Your inventory contains:
What would you like to do?
>>5
Check if the handgun is already loaded.
Tell the radio to start making sense, or if it cannot transmit or the other guy refuses, shoot it with the loaded gun. If the gun is not loaded, don't bother. Have some Quiche to stop feeling so cranky.
>>6
The handgun is not loaded. The radio can both transmit and receive, but the person at the other end has stopped responding. The radio is currently just broadcasting grinding noises. You enjoy a slice of quiche lorraine and feel much better for it.
I examine my surroundings, and try to listen if there are any sounds other than those from the radio. If it's quiet enough to concentrate, I open the briefcase and skim through the files.
>>8
You are in a corridor made of concrete. There are numerous metal pipes and ventilation shafts running above your head. To your North is a locked door. To your South, the corridor continues for about 20m before turning a corner. To your East, the ceiling has collapsed and the corridor is blocked by rubble.
You can hear an intermittent dull rumbling noise coming from above and a low hum coming from behind the door to the North.
You open the briefcase full of files. There are roughly a hundred of them. They are all uniform in shape and appear brand new. You are unsure why you have them or what possible purpose they could serve; your fingernails may be getting a little long, but there's no reason why you would need 100 nail files just for yourself.
I knock on the northern door. If there isn't an answer, I'll try to see if there's a way to pick the door lock with a nail file. If that doesn't work, off to the South I go.
>>10
There is no answer and the door resists your efforts to pick the lock.
>S
You are in a maze of twisty little passages, all alike.
You come across a man lying face down on the floor in a pool of vomit. Judging by the smell and the brown streak on the back of his lab coat, he has soiled himself. There is a crackling noise coming from under his lab coat.
where going down!!!!
You don't know how to where going down!!!!. Please try another command.
>>15
It turns out to be a geiger counter, which is crackling quite violently. In his lab coat pockets you also find a pencil and a wallet containing a key card and an unrecognisably blurred photo.
Examine self
>>17
A cursory inspection reveals that you are still yourself.
Take my trousers off
>>19
You are not wearing any trousers. The only things you are wearing are:
I remove my dignity.
Remove wedding ring
Inspect wedding ring
(what the hell would marry me?)
You write the number down in your journal. Upon this, you notice it's 9:25 PM.
use: imagination
You spend a few moments in lala land, imagining all sorts of weird and creative things. Unfortunately they do not have any bearing on situation, and when you come to your senses moments later you are in no better position than before.
The stench of the dead man is beginning to get oppressive. You should get out of here.
put face firmly between dead man's buttocks
deeply inhale
You plunge your nose into the dead man's behind. It is clear that the man has, indeed, soiled himself. It seems that he is not wearing any pants or underwear under his lab coat, as you can feel his decaying skin through the thin layer of his shit-soaked lab coat. Some of the moist, bubbly shit even enters your nostrils as you deeply inhale. It is still warm. Your lungs fill with the putrid, intoxicating aroma of feces. You feel dizzy.
You pass out.
After an indeterminate length of time, you wake up again to the sound of the geiger counter crackling even more violently. You get the feeling you shouldn't be sticking around here.
To your West is a corridor leading back to where you started, including the locked door. To your East, the corridor continues but it is completely unlit and you cannot see very far.
turn off geiger counter
hang out here a little longer
You look for a switch on the geiger counter but find none.
Time passes.
You wander, and approach a door. It's locked with a numerical key system.
Enter 259
Enter 529
Enter 295
Enter 952
Enter 5008
Stand on head
Read what you entered
You try to stand on your head but end up falling over and vomiting profusely. You also have a headache. None of the key combinations work because the input requires five digits.
Enter 80005
Enter 91993
Enter 80085
Feel like an idiot
Reminisce about childhood
Enter 37337
Enter every number between 00000 and 99999
say "xyzzy"
Turn the dead man over and take a shit on his face
Ignore symptoms of radiation poisoning
Enter 00190
look at floor
>>45
You carefully flip over the poor gentleman's corpse and take a thin, watery shit on his face. You do not feel awfully proud of yourself.
>>46
Try as you might, you cannot ignore the pounding headache, nausea, diarrhoea, fever and feeling of light headedness. Desperately, you enter 00190 into the keypad, and...
Miraculously, the door swings open. You rush in and slam the thick metal door shut behind you. The geiger counter ceases crackling as violently moments later.
You find yourself in what looks like an office. On the West wall is a potted plant and a painting of a burning house. The North wall is covered in bookshelves. On the East wall is a desk with a chair and a computer terminal. The screen shows the following:
00:00:49:53
The fourth column appears to be counting down in seconds, giving you just under 50 minutes until the timer hits zero.
>>47
The floor in the office is made of bluish-grey carpet. Outside is is bare concrete.
Go to computer terminal
Wait 49m 39s
Type Ctrl+C
Play a text adventure to pass the time while waiting
[grinding noises] DRR DRR DRR
>>50
You stand around for 49 minutes and 39 seconds, after which you press ctrl+c. Nothing happens.
>>51
Using the pencil you stole from the dead man's pocket, you write out a text adventure on the wall. It concerns a man who wakes up in a dungeon with worn armour, a rusty dagger and amnesia.
>>52
You make a reference to The Enigma of Amigara Fault and feel very smug about it.
Having wasted this much time, you now have fourteen seconds remaining until the timer reaches zero.
Unplug the computer
Assume the party escort position
>>54
The screen goes dead.
>>55
You lie face down on the floor, waiting for a party associate to come. In a sudden flash of inspiration, you realise that this must have been exactly what the man outside was doing!
After fourteen seconds have elapsed, you are vaporised along with the rest of the facility.
GAME OVER
Deaths: 1
(Continuing from most recent saved game: >>49)
Break the pot.
Examine the painting.
>>57
You break the pot holding the potted plant. It spills soil everywhere and yields several sharp looking ceramic shards.
The painting depicts a mock-Tudor style house on top of a hill, which is on fire. It is night, and a full moon is visible in the sky. Flames are spilling out of the windows and through a hole in the roof. The smoke makes an odd spiralling pattern.
Type 'HELP' on the computer terminal.
HELP: unrecognized internal or external command.
Examine bookshelves.
>>61
You examine the bookshelves. You touch and feel around the spines, brushing away century old cobwebs. Reminiscing of childhood, you recall tales of hidden passages that, upon pulling out the right book, reveal a secret door. However 10 minutes pass, you have no luck, and decided to give up.
When suddenly, resting upon on a stack of text books relating to Lepidopterology, you notice a faint stream of light coming from the second shelf. It must have previously gone unnoticed in your search, due to the low positioning of the shelves.
You pull out a book, and then another. A passage way reveals itself. The light is so bright - a white, almost blinding light - that you can't really make out what could be on the other side of that hole...
Look for a piece of smoked glass or something to use as shades, and try to make out what's on the other side by shielding my eyes. Ponder what will protect the place on the other side of the hole from vaporization, and look for suitable shielding material.
Take the painting.
>>63
There is no smoked glass anywhere. The only things visible are what were mentioned in >>49. There is nothing to suggest that the room on the other side of the hole will be protected from vaporisation. All you can make out from here is that the flooring is made of small square white tiles.
>>64
Behind the painting is a hidden compartment, containing a piece of paper on which is written:
Samson 512
You can hear footsteps outside.
take footsteps
listen to piece of paper
wear hidden passageway
climb into wedding ring
Walk through doorway with arms outstretched and middle fingers pointing upwards to greet whomever approaches
>>68
You attempt to walk through the doorway, but forget that there's a door in the way! What a silly mistake. Whoever it is outside hears you bumping into the door and begins inputting something into the keypad.
get naked
smile
>>70
You already got naked at >>24. You smile for no reason in particular.
The person outside enters the correct combination into the keypad. The door swings open!
Before you stands a rather threatening looking man wearing grey combat armour. He has a helmet with a visor, so you cannot see his face. Without a word, he points his laser gun at you. He doesn't seem very friendly.
insult threatening man's mother
Will penis into semi-erect state and wink suggestively. Point out you are very much a grower, not a shower.
>>72
"You're mother's a wh-- urk!"
He shoots you with his laser gun, burning a huge scorched hole into your chest.
>>73
You cannot feel the lower half of your body, but with your dying breaths you wink one eye in what you hope to be a suggestive manner. Then you die.
GAME OVER
Deaths: 2
(Continuing from most recent saved game: >>65)
Sorry, sorry about that. My browser is borken.
You come to your senses, oddly aware that an indeterminate amount of time has passed. You feel a sudden compulsion to check first your inventory, then your surroundings.
Inventory:
You are standing completely naked in a small office. On the West wall is a potted plant, of which the pot has been broken. Also on the West wall, a painting of a burning house has been removed, revealing a compartment with a slip of paper. The North wall is covered in bookshelves. Behind the bookshelves is a secret passage, from which is coming an extremely bright light. On the East wall is a desk with a chair and a computer terminal. The screen shows 00:00:47:26, and the last column is counting down in seconds.
You can hear footsteps outside.
What would you like to do?