Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is full of preservatives.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A 45rpm single of "Jailhouse Rock" (with "Treat Me Nice" on the B-side)
A reassuringly optimistic dog
A bouncy ball
A chunk of Ruin Marble
A fax sent by a samurai to Abraham Lincoln
A set of bullets with "Delay" "Deny" and "Depose" carved into them
A Pipe Organ from St. Steven's Cathedral
A lemon meringue pie
An MRI Magnet
A stale green fruit loop

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