text: [Themes: Science Fiction, Humor, suggestive content, space opera, gender choice, mad scientist, mad science, gorilla, sexual content]
  
  > Look around
  You are in a large cell with a soft, cushiony floor. A wide door (closed, naturally) forms the southern wall of the cell.
  Hanging on the wall is a painting of a pussy cat.
  You can see a tray, a flashlight, a stool and a blanket here.
  Sitting on the tray is a hunk of chocolate.
  
  > examine the flashlight
  It's off.
  
  > take all
  tray: Taken.
  flashlight: Taken.
  stool: Taken.
  painting: Taken.
  blanket: Taken.
  
  > open the door
  The wide cell door swings open.
  
  > look at the tray
  You can see a hunk of chocolate.
  
  > examine the blanket
  It looks like every other blanket you've ever seen.
  
  > Inventory
  You have a blanket, a painting, a stool, a flashlight, a tray, a rule book (stuck in your back pocket) and a brass bikini (being worn). Sitting on the tray is a hunk of chocolate.
  
  > examine the bikini
  The brass bikini, tight but comfy, covers only the "bare essentials."
  
  > examine the rule book
  "Hello, Prisoner!
  You are a captive of the Leather Goddesses of Phobos. As an experimental subject, your unspeakably painful death will help our effort to enslave humanity and turn the Earth into our private pleasure world. Consider this to be a great honor, human."
  The remainder of the book covers the exacting rules of behavior expected of a prisoner of the Leather Goddesses of Phobos. For example, it mentions that escapees will be killed immediately and painfully by crack Leckbandi guards. After reading it, you stick it back in your back pocket.
  
  > look
  You are in a large cell with a soft, cushiony floor. A wide door
  (now open) forms the southern wall of the cell.
  
  > Go outside
  A wide cell door lies open to the north, and a narrow cell door
  lies closed to the south. The hallway ends at a gleaming metal door to the west, and continues east. Something, possibly this very sentence, tells you that it would be dangerous to travel east or west. A sign is posted next to the stairs which lead both upwards and downwards.
  
  > read the sign
  "Up To Observation Room."
  
  > go to the east
  the hallway, a guard patrol erupts from the shadows. A tall, neatly dressed Leckbandi tucks you under its arm. (The Leckbandi, who evolved in the asteroid belt, all work exclusively as security guards. This is odd, since there's not a single thing in the entire asteroid belt worth stealing.)
  Consulting a wrist computer, the Leckbandi punches in notable
  features of your appearance: size, number of heads, lack of feathers, and so forth. Eventually, the tiny screen flashes: "IDENTIFICATION COMPLETED: Prisoner, human, escaped. DISPOSITION: Death, painful, immediate." The Leckbandi, who, like all Leckbandis, prides itself on its ability to follow the orders of wrist computers, immediately and painfully kills you.
  
  > Go west
  You'll have to open the metal door first.
  
  > open the metal door
  The metal door swings open.
  
  > go west
  "Examination" Room
  A number of hideous experiments fill this room. Their obvious
  purpose: studies of the human anatomy, especially those parts rarely referred to in the New York Times. A pathetic-looking human is the current subject; however, even an author as fond of lascivious detail as this one would hesitate to describe it even in LEWD mode, except to mention that it involves a lot of lubricants, some plastic tubing, and a yak.
  Before you've really gotten as sick as you know you could get, one
  of the tall, neatly dressed Leckbandi tucks you under its arm. (The Leckbandi, who evolved in the asteroid belt, all work exclusively as security guards. This is odd, since there's not a single thing in the entire asteroid belt worth stealing.)
  Consulting a wrist computer, the Leckbandi punches in notable
  features of your appearance: size, number of heads, lack of feathers, and so forth. Eventually, the tiny screen flashes: "IDENTIFICATION COMPLETED: Prisoner, human, escaped. DISPOSITION: Death, painful, immediate." The Leckbandi, who, like all Leckbandis, prides itself on its ability to follow the orders of wrist computers, immediately and painfully kills you.
  
  > go south
  You'll have to open the narrow cell door first.
  
  > open the narrow cell door
  The narrow cell door swings open.
  
  > go to the south
  As you enter, a woman sitting limply in the shadows stiffens and rises to her feet. "A human! They got you too? I've been here a week. When you opened the door, I figured it was a guard! Was it unlocked? I never thought of trying it. By the way, my name's Tiffany. From Alaska. I'm not too bright, but I'm strong as an ox, and I'm great with my hands. Maybe we can lick these Leather Goddesses together."
  
  You are in a very tiny room with a rock-hard floor. A narrow cell
  door to the north is open.
  A crumpled paper lies discarded in the corner. There seems to be
  some writing on it.
  Tiffany is here, counting on her fingers and mumbling to herself.
  
  > examine Tiffany
  Tiffany is about your age and has a body worthy of envy: tall and well-built, with wide shoulders, a generous bosom, slim waist, and long, tawny legs. The only minus seems to be slightly oversized feet, but even oversized feet are a plus if you're into toe-sucking.
  
  > look
  You are in a very tiny room with a rock-hard floor. A narrow cell
  door to the north is open.
  A crumpled paper lies discarded in the corner. There seems to be
  some writing on it.
  Tiffany is here, counting on her fingers and mumbling to herself.
  
  > read the paper
  [taking the scrap of paper first]
  There's a seemingly meaningless matrix of letters on the paper: HESOHREBBUR
  ILSSSIPNGEF
  RGIUGHTHDEN
  SNKOOBENOHP
  FALYTMERATP
  SHEADLIGHTO
  SLLABNOTTOC
  
  > take the scrap
  You already have the scrap of paper.