text: [Themes: Humor, Crime, gender-neutral protagonist, animals, humor, ice cream, Guns, crime]
  
  > Look around
  The single streetlight shared by the two parking lots casts most of its light on the La Pizza side, so while you can barely see your own feet, your car back on the west side is cast in a harsh orange glow. Paco's is on the other side of the alley east of here.
  
  This side of the lot has its own informative sign.
  
  A guy with huge eyebrows is here, minding what appears to be his own business.
  
  While you were away someone parked their silver Honda here.
  
  That guy's wallet is still lying on the pavement here.
  
  > talk to the man
  "Um& can I help you?"
  
  [1] "And toss me that mask too!"
  [2] "How about you give me your wallet."
  [3] "Where's Paco?"
  [4] "Why don't you tell me what the heck is going on around here?"
  
  > 3
  "Where's Paco?"
  
  He scrunches up his face in apparent disbelief. "Who? I don't know anyone by that name."
  
  [1] "And toss me that mask too!"
  [2] "How about you give me your wallet."
  [3] "Why don't you tell me what the heck is going on around here?"
  
  > 3
  "Why don't you tell me what the heck is going on around here?"
  
  "You mean you don't know? You're in over your head, pal!" he cackles.
  
  But then he reconsiders his statement: "Or maybe you're not in over
  
  > 3
  your head. But you definitely don't know what you're dealing with, that's for sure. Pal."
  
  [1] "And toss me that mask too!"
  [2] "How about you give me your wallet."
  
  >[Valid responses range from 1-2. Type REPEAT to relist the options.]
  
  > 2
  "How about you give me your wallet."
  
  "I& left it in my other pants." He shrugs sheepishly.
  
  [1] "And toss me that mask too!"
  
  > Bend hanger
  You pull and twist on the coat hanger until it turns into a long, flat hooking implement.
  
  > Unlock Honda with hanger
  You slide the bent hanger inside the window, assuming as best you can the posture and mannerisms of someone breaking into their own car. Eventually the hook catches on something. You tug, it clicks, and the car door is unlocked.
  
  > open the car
  With an incriminatingly nervous glance around the parking lot, you open the driver's side door and crawl inside.
  
  These are leather seats! Who puts a dead, bleeding body on top of leather seats?
  
  > Inventory
  You are carrying:
  a cloak
  a long, bent coat hanger
  a note about parking
  an umbrella
  a pair of sunglasses (being worn)
  an bag of M&M's
  $8.27, mostly in change
  your keychain
  a gun
  
  > examine the cloak
  It must be a cloak, and not a blanket, because blankets don't have sleeves or hoods. Most of the time. This isn't one of those blankets with sleeves anyway. It's a long, black, hooded cloak.
  
  > examine body
  With the lights in the car turned on, you can now see the mutilated body in all its gory detail. It is actually a black duffel bag. A golden dagger is sticking out of the top opening.
  
  > look at the dagger
  It does not look like the kind of dagger you would bring to a knife fight. The blade is long and thin, and wavy-shaped for some reason, with intricate carvings all up and down both sides. The handle is sculpted into the shape of two big birds standing back-to-back; their feet form the butt of the handle and their long, downward-curving beaks form the hilt.
  
  It's probably worth hundreds of dollars.
  
  > look at the bag
  (the bag of M&M's)
  Just a bag. You can't remember when you ate them, but hopefully you enjoyed them.
  
  > look at the duffel bag
  Not only is it too small to fit a dead body inside, it's not even full.
  
  In the duffel bag are a golden dagger and a fancy letter.
  
  > look at the letter
  The letter is a single piece of paper, embossed with a gold border and folded in thirds like it was delivered in a business envelope. The letterhead (also gold-embossed) says ÅÃÄ·Á¹¿ É¸¿Â, which must be Russian or something. At least the main text is in English:
  
  Venerable Brothers and Sisters!
  
  Circumstances have lately demanded that the meeting of our illustrious Organization in this turning of the Moon must be convened instead at our auxiliary Location, accessible via the roof of your Brother's most distinguished La Pizzá Building. A thousand thousand apologies are extended for the inexcusable lack of Foresight that necessitated this disturbance.
  
  You are reminded, O Brothers and Sisters, that acceptance into our Mystery is forbidden to those who do not prove themselves by the Sacred Ritual, and that entry to our auxiliary Location is granted only to those who pay fitting Homage to our Guardian Pet.
  
  You are thus warned!
  
  And then where the signature should be there's just this goofy code: An upside-down J, a picture of a boot, and then picture of a teacup.
  
  > take all
  duffel bag: Taken.
  golden dagger: As soon as it's in your hands, you can tell it isn't real gold.
  fancy letter: Taken.
  
  > put all in the duffel bag
  fancy letter: Done.
  golden dagger: Done.
  cloak: Done.
  long, bent coat hanger: Done.
  note about parking: Done.
  umbrella: Done.
  bag of M&M's: Done.
  $8.27, mostly in change: Your money is safe where it is; don't worry about it.
  keychain: Done.
  gun: That would be a good way to lose track of it!
  
  > Inventory
  You are carrying:
  a duffel bag (open)
  your keychain
  an bag of M&M's
  an umbrella
  a note about parking
  a long, bent coat hanger
  a cloak
  a golden dagger
  a fancy letter
  a pair of sunglasses (being worn)
  $8.27, mostly in change
  a gun