text: > go downward
  At the bottom of a stairway you see a doorway West and some smudged graffiti on the wall: "GLASS CUTS DIAMOND" and "DYSLEXICS OF THE WORLD, UNTIE!".
  
  > Go west
  There are small piles of sawdust in the corners. You see a door to the East.
  A hardened steel chain has one end built into the concrete wall.
  There is an iron crowbar ( chained to the wall )
  A gouged and battered woodworking table is against the Wall.
  
  > Go south
  You see high shelves with unfinished repair projects and a storage room South.
  A violin sits on the shelf waiting for its broken bridge to be repaired.
  
  > Go south
  You step into a storage room. Small, useless scraps of wood and old hardware are lying about. A plank sits atop a particularly unstable pile of clutter.
  It would turn the tables for you to get that plank down (and vice versa).
  
  > Yell
  YAAAAEEEEEEEEOOOOOOUUUUUAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!
  
  > kick the plank
  Don't know how to kick here...
  
  > pull the plank
  You start toward the pile, but even the gentle breeze stirred up by your arms causes the pile to tremble and a shower of nuts, bolts and old painting materials makes you think better of that idea. You retreat to the far side of the room to rethink your strategy.
  
  > Kick
  Don't know how to kick here...
  
  > throw
  What do you want to throw?
  
  > shake plank
  Don't know how to shake here...
  
  > Go north
  You see high shelves with unfinished repair projects and a storage room South.
  A violin sits on the shelf waiting for its broken bridge to be repaired.
  
  > go north
  There are small piles of sawdust in the corners. You see a door to the East.
  A hardened steel chain has one end built into the concrete wall.
  There is an iron crowbar ( chained to the wall )
  A gouged and battered woodworking table is against the Wall.
  
  > examine crowbar
  It's in good shape and looks like it could do a job on anything it could reach.
  
  > look at the table
  It has seen a lot of use. Its heavy oak top has gouges from many a tool.
  
  > take crowbar
  You pick up the iron crowbar.
  
  > go south
  The crowbar, still chained to the wall, jerks back and clatters to the floor.
  
  You see high shelves with unfinished repair projects and a storage room South.
  A violin sits on the shelf waiting for its broken bridge to be repaired.
  
  > wear the SKATE
  You are already wearing the skate.
  
  > Inventory
  You're carrying:
  battered bugle
  dim bulb (Providing light)
  long hotdog
  stage makeup
  sharp knife
  old lamp
  oaken bucket
  plaster pluto
  pocket pager
  You're wearing:
  roller skate
  
  > look at the makeup
  There are a few sticks of very high quality professional heavy greasepaint in the kit. Just your skin tone, and a national brand label.
  
  > go to the north
  There are small piles of sawdust in the corners. You see a door to the East.
  A hardened steel chain has one end built into the concrete wall.
  There is an iron crowbar
  A gouged and battered woodworking table is against the Wall.
  
  > hit PLUTO with the crowbar
  (Getting the crowbar first)
  You pick up the iron crowbar. It only makes sense to attack living things.
  
  > break pluto with crowbar
  BREAK! Someone say BREAK? Great, I'll see you in ten minutes. Bye, bye. I'm back. Now, what were you saying? You wanted to BREAK the PLUTO? Don't know how to break here...
  
  > hit the table with the crowbar
  It only makes sense to attack living things.
  
  > look under the table
  It has seen a lot of use. Its heavy oak top has gouges from many a tool.
  
  > look at the chain
  It seems as if the janitor in this place doesn't trust anyone with his tools. There's no lock on the chain. It'd have to be cut to free anything from it.
  
  > cut the chain
  You want to CUT the CHAIN with WHAT, pray tell?
  
  > cut the chain with KNIFE
  You want to CUT the CHAIN with WHAT, pray tell?
  
  > cut the chain knife
  You want to CUT the CHAIN with WHAT, pray tell?
  
  > cut the chain with the makeup
  You want to CUT the CHAIN with WHAT, pray tell?
  
  > cut the chain with saw
  You want to CUT the CHAIN with WHAT, pray tell?
  
  > go east
  The crowbar, still chained to the wall, jerks back and clatters to the floor.
  
  At the bottom of a stairway you see a doorway West and some smudged graffiti on the wall: "GLASS CUTS DIAMOND" and "DYSLEXICS OF THE WORLD, UNTIE!".
  
  > Go up
  In the Corner of the offstage area, you see the top of an old wooden stairway.
  
  > Go east
  The upstage area is dimly illuminated by streamers of light filtering down from the flyloft and work grid above. Specks of dust dance in the light.
  An old work table leans and tilts at odd angles
  
  > Kick table
  Don't know how to kick here...
  
  > go east
  You have wandered into the narrow stage-left wing space. The main stage is to the West. You can also see more wing space to the South. There is a ladder extending 80 feet upward into the gloom above.
  
  > go to the south
  This seems to be a small rest area that continues to the East in the middle of the wings. The main stage is to the West. The wings extend North and South.
  There is an old soft drink machine in the corner
  
  > Go east
  You squeeze between old flats (stage scenery) off-left (OFF the main stage playing area and to the actor's LEFT while facing the audience - a little theater terminology there).
  At first you hardly notice a massive chair against the wall.
  
  > go west
  This seems to be a small rest area that continues to the East in the middle of the wings. The main stage is to the West. The wings extend North and South.
  There is an old soft drink machine in the corner
  
  > Go south
  Near the stage-left proscenium arch you notice something dark about the floor. Looking down, you see that it is a trap door - an OPEN trap door.
  
  > Go northwest
  The center of the vast open stage area is strangely silent. It almost seems you can hear faint echoes of past performers. There is an elevator built into the stage floor. Luckily it is in the "UP" position now.
  
  > Go north
  The upstage area is dimly illuminated by streamers of light filtering down from the flyloft and work grid above. Specks of dust dance in the light.
  An old work table leans and tilts at odd angles