text: > Go downwards
  You climb down the unstable staircase.
  
  Greenhouse (Petter Sjölund)
  Nothing should be growing here anymore — the heating and irrigation have been off for years — but roots seem to have covered everything.
  
  The walls curve inward, forming a huge dome, with a mesh of roots covering it from the floor up to about halfway to the ceiling. Sunlight still breaks through in places, throwing a pattern of bright spots across the room. The roots grow from an enormous tropical tree at the center of the greenhouse, towering all the way up to the ceiling, which it hides behind a thick crown of leaves.
  
  A spiral staircase, seemingly woven of roots, leads to a circular mesh walkway higher up along the wall.
  
  Something vaguely sculpture-like protrudes from the roots near the exit.
  
  > look at the sculpture
  This looks like some kind of garden ornament in the shape of a parrot. Through a web of roots and a yellow lichen that covers the white stone, two intensely red eyes made of some translucent material glare at you. The beak is open as if uttering a squawk. A pair of wings has apparently been broken off.
  
  > examine Eyes
  The red stare is tortured and hostile.
  
  > go to the south-east
  Front Walk (Matt Weiner)
  Cragne Manor looms to the north. Its light gray marble front is marred by a screened-in wooden porch, clearly tacked on well after the manor was built. A gravel path bends around the manor to the northeast and northwest, and the driveway leads south back to town.
  
  By the porch steps is a post with a placard reading "31." A strange little manikin is affixed to it.
  
  A phantom trolley stop sign reads Purple Line -- Cragne Manor.
  
  > go north
  You climb the steps to the porch.
  
  Mudroom (Matt Weiner)
  The porch is a mudroom, a place for taking off coats and muddy shoes--though you're not eager to change into any strange shoes. The marble front wall seems like a sheer cliff face, the porch like a flimsy shelter built onto it. The front door leads inside to the north.
  
  In one corner of the porch a strangely shaped hook is fastened to the wall. A calfskin coat hangs beside it.
  
  In the other corner of the porch, a teapot sits on a small wooden table.
  
  A slightly muddy welcome mat sticks out partway from under the front door.
  
  Against the front wall are a pair of blue cloth slippers and a single brown leather boot.
  
  > examine coffee
  The clouds in your cup form a blooming rose. Botanical images mean that while there is much left to accomplish in the present situation, your immediate environment sustains you, and you have everything that you need.
  
  A faint smell of mildew emanates from it.
  
  > look at the hook
  (the hooks)
  A black metal hook protrudes from the wall, twisting in strange ways, like the outline of the human form projected through some alien dimension. A calfskin coat hangs beside it.
  
  The floor below the hooks is lost in an unusually deep black shadow.
  
  > examine the coat
  A thigh-length belted calfskin coat, clean as if it's never been outside.
  
  > search it
  The pockets of the calfskin coat are empty.
  
  > examine table
  The table is thigh-high, as if sized for a child's tea party, but its deep brown wood is so finely carpentered that the legs and tabletop seem carved from one piece. There is a round brown tea stain on it, but no cups or saucers.
  
  On the table is a teapot.
  
  > examine the teapot
  It's a silver teapot tarnished brown on the spout and sides. Through the tarnish you can read the engraving, "Jane Cragne, RMS Queen Mary, 2 Oct 1942."
  
  > get it
  Taken.
  
  [This is the only item you need to take from this room or the front walk, and the only other thing you need to do here is unlock the door with the key, when you have it. But there are other things here you can explore, if you like.]
  
  > unlock Door
  What do you want to unlock the front door with?
  
  > Brass key
  You unlock the front door.
  
  > examine the coffee
  The swirls in your cup form concentric circles. Lack of a symbolic image means that you have accomplished everything you must in your current environment and should move on to find new challenges in order to grow as a person.
  
  A faint smell of mildew emanates from it.
  
  > examine the slippers
  A lightly scuffed pair of indoor slippers.
  
  > examine the boot
  One leather boot with a muddy sole.
  
  > go north
  (first opening the front door)
  
  Foyer (Greg Frost)
  Standing in the narrow entry hall is like being at the mouth of a cave. The only light comes in through tall windows on either side of the door and a half-round window above. All of the furniture has been removed from the foyer, leaving tracks in the heavy dust. This house must have been abandoned for years. It's empty, and silent, and cold.
  
  "Peter!" you shout. There's no reply. Not even an echo comes back to you.
  
  Of course he's not here. You expected that; he wouldn't have locked you out. But whatever happened to him, this house is at the dark heart of it.
  
  Morning light slants across the floor. Hallways lead west and east into other parts of the house. A doorway leads north; the front door is to the south.
  
  > About yourself
  You're bundled up in your black wool jacket and the brick red sweater. Your hair is tied back to keep it out of the way.
  
  > Inventory
  You are carrying:
  a teapot
  a dull machete
  a large brass key
  an ornate metallic box (open but empty)
  a tiny leather journal
  Daniel Baker's note
  an old paperback book
  an old newspaper (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a metal flask
  a half-full styrofoam coffee cup (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a familiar gold wristwatch
  a glass jar containing an insect
  a pull-string doll (smelling faintly of mildew)
  The Modern Girl's Divination Handbook -- Volume Three
  a postcard of Big Ben (smelling faintly of mildew)
  the diary of Phyllis Cragne (smelling faintly of mildew)
  The Dollmaker's Journal (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a repaired page (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a wad of cash
  an antique locket (closed)
  a moldy, waterlogged journal
  Twin Hearts Between the Planes
  a trolley schedule (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a backpack features guide
  a grimy rock (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a long hooked pole
  a soggy tome
  an employee ID card (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a shard of shattered carapace (smelling faintly of mildew)
  some yellowed newspapers
  a rusty piece of metal
  Tolerating An Asinine God (smelling faintly of mildew)
  loose bricks (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a black business card (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a glass shard (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a trophy for a dog race (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a rusty flathead screwdriver
  a pair of garden shears (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a gallon jug of white vinegar (smelling faintly of mildew)
  some mildewed leather gloves
  a key from an urn
  a bronze urn (closed)
  a copper urn (smelling faintly of mildew) (closed)
  a spray bottle that used to contain fungicide
  a waterproof flashlight (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a pamphlet of home listings (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a mallet
  a gold jacket (being worn)
  a filthy rug
  a hovering spark (haunting you) (smelling faintly of mildew)
  a giant milkweed leaf (being worn as a mask)
  a Jansport backpack (being worn and open)
  a hidden pocket (open but empty)
  a key pocket (closed)
  a book pocket (open but empty)
  a side pocket (closed)
  a trash pocket (closed)
  a trolley pass (being worn)