text: [Themes: drugs, drug abuse, college, multiple protagonists]
  
  > Look around
  There are a couple of vinyl couches here, and a mini fridge, and an ominous miniature door. Next to each couch is an end table with a little lamp.
  
  Narrow passages lead northwest, north, and northeast.
  
  > look at the lamp
  Which do you mean, the mushroom-shaped lamp or the flower-shaped lamp?
  
  > Flower
  This lamp's frosted glass shade is shaped like a daisy.
  
  > examine the mushroom
  red plastic.
  
  > examine the west table
  A boxy table with a wood veneer surface, indistinguishable from its partner. But this one has a different lamp on top.
  
  On the west end table is a thick novel.
  
  > look at the novel
  The cover reads FROST-WENCHES OF CEALDHAME: A Prelude to the
  Cealdhame Sequence. Then there's a picture of a frost-wench contemplating an orb. Beneath that is the name JONATHAN
  DEVRIES in an intimidating serif font.
  
  > read it
  A scrap of paper falls out of the book as you open it.
  
  Here's an excerpt:
  
  A sound from beyond the door. Footsteps. Hilgr bristled. "We
  aren't alone, are we?"
  
  "I always travel with my guards," said Ymrod. Hilgr needed not her dreocr��ft to see through his deceit.
  
  "If I don't go willingly," she whispered, "you will take me to
  Ty��ing by force?"
  
  Ymrod closed his eyes, shook his head. "No, no. The Reeve little
  wants to welcome a Frost-Wench into his walls. My single mission is to retrieve for him the Ge��orcsceaft, which Ceald-law holds is his by right. It is this that I will take to Ty��ing," he said, now fixing his gaze on Hilgr, "willingly or by force."
  
  "We heed not the Ceald-law in this wood," Hilgr whispered. She
  clasped her pale fingers round her ��mulet. "And tonight you will learn why the Reeve of Ty��ing so fears the Frost-Wenches."
  
  And so on, in like fashion.
  
  > take the scrap
  Taken.
  
  > read it
  Ryan - Wondering if you've given any thought to my pitch for a
  text adventure set in Cealdhame. The setting has huge potential for
  
  You can hear rain thrumming against the walls and roof.
  
  > examine the east table
  A boxy table with a wood veneer surface, indistinguishable from its partner. But this one has a different lamp on top.
  
  On the east end table is a chapbook.
  
  > Examine chapbook
  A slim little hand-bound book. The cover says:
  
  "I Wrote 'Em"
  Alec Arden
  
  Beneath that there's a crude line drawing of a black-capped chickadee.
  
  > read it
  Someone (not me!) has taken a thick marker to this book and scribbled over most of the poems. This stanza is circled, though:
  
  Oh, drop me not on the sidewalk. Look:
  the swarming harpies of Night descend
  to roil my hair with sweat, and snap
  my shivering bones out of joint. Defend
  me, Mona, take my arm over you,
  and remind my knees how they're supposed to bend.
  
  > open the fridge
  You open the mini fridge, revealing a frozen Snickers bar.
  
  > eat the bar
  You pull open the wrapper.
  
  You take a bite out of the Snickers. It's good when it's cold, right? In my opinion, putting them in the freezer is a step too far. But this is delicious.
  
  Before you know it, you've taken several more bites.
  
  You can hear rain thrumming against the walls and roof.
  
  > Go northwest
  This is the classroom that time forgot: There's a chalkboard behind
  the podium! And the walls are done up in some very groovy red fabric. There are only twelve desks in here, and they're all in terrible
  shape.
  
  Come to think of it, I don't know if they even still teach any classes up here.
  
  The exits are northeast and southeast.
  
  One of the desks has a transcript sitting on it.
  
  > look at the chalkboard
  The chalkboard is blank.
  
  A piece of chalk rests on the sill.
  
  > draw the key
  You write "key" on the chalkboard.
  
  > erase the chalkboard
  You wipe down the chalkboard until it's more or less clean. Now you have chalk on your hands.
  
  > Examine transcript
  This is clearly a printout of a NotePad document. I guess not all of
  it is here:
  
  RV: Does that [Alec's recollection] line up with what you remember?
  
  FT: Basically yeah. Basically.
  
  RV: So then what happened after you talked to Alec?
  
  FT: I was alone for a while and my mind was playing tricks on me. I
  got very paranoid. I kept hearing things that weren't there. It took
  me a while to realize Alec should have come back. So I went looking
  for him and I saw him and Jessica holding each other on the ground. I thought they were...
  
  RV: I'm not sure what you mean.
  
  FT: I thought they were dead! I guess I was already hallucinating enough that that made sense to me. So I ran, out into the street, crying for help.
  
  RV: Into the highway? I thought it was all blocked off for construction.
  
  FT: I don't remember. I might have jumped over the fence, I guess. I remember running across the torn-up street, and running across the train tracks.
  
  RV: I think there are some bars and restaurants between the highway
  and the train tracks.
  
  FT: Yeah but I don't remember those. I remember crawling up to the train tracks, and over the tracks, and down the incline to the river.
  A bunch of rocks, down to the river. I skinned both my knees on those rocks.
  
  RV: [sympathetic noise]
  
  FT: I think I was about to run right into the river, but then this
  huge dog comes out of the water.
  
  RV: What?
  
  It continues onto the next page.
  
  > look at the desks
  A bunch of combination chair-desks, dating from an era before they learned how to make such things the least bit comfortable. I notice they're all right-handed.
  
  > examine birth
  This is a postcard with a picture of a tiny sleepy baby on it, along with the words:
  
  June 1, 2020 at 4:05 a.m. - 7 pounds, 8 ounces, 21 inches
  Welcomed by James, Rachel, and big brothers Jacob, Scott, William,
  and Levi
  
  The other side of the card is blank.
  
  Wind whistles sharply outside.
  
  > read the transcript
  FT: Well he wasn't a real dog.
  
  RV: Oh, that makes--Sure, sure.
  
  FT: He was huge, like the size of a wolf, but he had these big
  friendly eyes. And he started telling me that everything was gonna be okay, and I just needed to stay put and calm down. He kind of talked
  me down, I guess.
  
  RV: Do you think it was a real person that you were hallucinating was
  a dog? Or a real dog that you were hallucinating was huge and could talk?
  
  FT: Well, he definitely came up out of the river, so...
  
  RV: Sure, sure.
  
  FT: He stayed there and talked to me for a long time. And some of the stuff he said...
  
  [long pause]
  
  RV: We don't have to get into specifics.
  
  FT: Sorry. It's just--I don't know if I can put it into words. He understood some stuff that--He was a very smart dog, let's put it that way. So maybe you can put that in the game somehow.
  
  RV: Gosh. Yeah, definitely. I mean, hopefully.
  
  FT: Can I ask you a question?
  
  RV: Sure.
  
  That's all there is.
  
  I think that accounts for everyone. You can quit the game whenever you like. Or you can just hang out, if you want.
  
  > go southeast
  There are a couple of vinyl couches here, and a mini fridge, and an ominous miniature door. Next to each couch is an end table with a little lamp.
  
  Narrow passages lead northwest, north, and northeast.
  
  > open the miniature door
  That just goes out onto the roof. You can leave it closed.
  
  > Continue
  That just goes out onto the roof. You can leave it closed.
  
  Seriously, don't worry about it.
  
  > Miniature
  Hey, that's an emergency exit! And it just goes out onto the roof, where it's cold and rainy. You should stay in here.
  
  > enter the miniature door
  Hey, that's an emergency exit! And it just goes out onto the roof, where it's cold and rainy. You should stay in here.
  
  Seriously, don't worry about it.
  
  > Yes
  cheapglulxe quit with exit status: 0
  
  > go northwest
  This is the classroom that time forgot: There's a chalkboard behind
  the podium! And the walls are done up in some very groovy red fabric. There are only twelve desks in here, and they're all in terrible
  shape.
  
  The exits are northeast and southeast.
  
  One of the desks has a transcript sitting on it.
  
  You can hear rain thrumming against the walls and roof.
  
  > write driedout
  You write "driedout" on the chalkboard.
  
  > look at the chalkboard
  The chalkboard has "driedout" written on it.