Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is completely stoned.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A matchbox containing one living trilobite
A lovely cobweb
A cat's cradle
A vial of castoreum
A Moholy-Nagy Light-Space Modulator
A box of honeycomb cereal
A bag of fake snow made of asbestos
A 16mm film reel labeled "Robert Mapplethorpe bloopers"
A chunk of Ruin Marble
A lost sock

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