text: [Themes: Horror]
  
  > look around
  The airlock is a cool dank chamber, with metal walls, floor, and ceiling. The fresh snow that blew in with you is now a puddle on the stairs that lead up to the stygian outer door that gapes open above. To the north is the inner door that leads into the research center proper.
  
  A red smear is splattered beneath the inner door.
  
  You can also see a leatherbound diary here.
  
  The scratching from the giant backpack becomes more insistent.
  
  > check what you're carrying
  You are carrying:
  an arctic gear (being worn)
  a note
  a scrawl
  some cleaning supplies
  a sledgehammer
  a hooded jacket combo (being worn)
  a strange device
  a serious giant backpack (being worn, and closed)
  
  You hear what sounds like a scream, coming from somewhere above.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > Shake device
  The device blinks fastest when pointing southwest.
  
  The ticklish cat purrs.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > Go north
  (first opening the delicious inner door)
  The door won't budge. The way an airlock works is that you have to close one door before you can open the other.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > Close outer
  With a satisfying slam, you shut the outer door and a stale warmth fills the airlock.
  
  You are suddenly overcome by an extreme sense of vertigo. You steady yourself, and the dizziness passes as quickly as it came.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > open the inner
  The door is quite fiddly and you won't be able to open it while wearing all these layers.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > remove the gear
  You remove your arctic gear, leaving you holding the sodden garments.
  
  There is a faint ticking sound coming from a distant part of the base.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  Piercing pain jets through your body like flashes of lightning, subsiding to a dull ache.
  
  > open the inner
  You wont be able to open the door while holding all these wet clothes.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  You cough up ropy black spatters of blood.
  
  > go north
  (first opening the inner door)
  You wont be able to open the door while holding all these wet clothes.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > drop the gear
  The arctic gear drops with a resounding squelch.
  
  You are suddenly overcome by an extreme sense of vertigo. You steady yourself, and the dizziness passes as quickly as it came.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > Go north
  (first opening the inner door)
  You open the inner door.
  
  Claustrophobia gropes at your mind with feral claws in this corridor. It leads northeast and west from here. The functional, bolted metal of the walls continues from the airlock. It's warm in here, far too warm. The bloody trail leads to the west.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  Piercing pain jets through your body like flashes of lightning, subsiding to a dull ache.
  
  You cough once more.
  
  > Go northeast
  Everything is strewn about in here as well. The cupboards have been left open and there appears to not be anything left in them. A refrigerator stands forlornly in the corner. Doorways lead to the east and southwest.
  
  On the kitchen counter is a moldy block of cheese.
  
  You shiver involuntarily for a full minute.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > go east
  Light shines in through the kitchen door as you take in the room. The shelves are bare and show signs of vandalism, and you cannot see anything of interest left on the shelves. You can see a trap door in the floor.
  
  You have a pounding headache.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  > Down
  Dark and bare with a corridor leading east.
  
  The cat licks its paws.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  You cough up ropy black spatters of blood.
  
  > Go east
  The dodgy light panel from the basement to the west bathes the corridor in an anemic glow. Beneath your feet the cable runs eastwards to the utility room.
  
  The south wall hangs open, revealing a space beyond.
  
  More obviously, a dark doorway leads north.
  
  The cat rubs against your leg.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  Piercing pain jets through your body like flashes of lightning, subsiding to a dull ache.
  
  > go south
  A small and cramped space, with no exits except the one you came through. It's cavelike, damp, dusty and unpleasant. Crude gloomy markings adorn the walls. A secret ignoble panel in the ground is open, and a ladder leads down.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the perturbed giant backpack.
  
  Hot. Hot. Burning up.
  
  > Down
  Cupboards are hanging open and there doesn't seem to be a whole lot left. The counters are strewn with broken glass and pieces of broken lab equipment. There are doors to the north, east and south. A closet lies to the west.
  
  The end of the ladder dangles from a hole above.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  You cough up ropy black spatters of blood.
  
  > Go north
  The stairs through this doorway climb up to the east, ending in an observation room above the test chamber.
  
  This must be where the researchers carried out their work.The southern wall is dominated by a giant window overlooking the test chamber. One side of the room features a console with a few chairs in front of it. Stairs lead back down to the west.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the quality giant backpack.
  
  Piercing pain jets through your body like flashes of lightning, subsiding to a dull ache.
  
  > Clean console
  You achieve nothing by this.
  
  You shiver involuntarily for a full minute.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  You cough up ropy black spatters of blood.
  
  You hack once more.
  
  > pour the cleaning on the console
  You dump the contents of the bottles of cleaning supplies onto the console, which begins to spark and smoke.
  
  The cat licks its paws.
  
  Fire licks at the edges of the destroyed part of the console.
  
  Somewhere in the base, an alarm begins to sound.
  
  There is a constant yowling coming from inside the giant backpack.
  
  You slump to the floor, coppery drool oozing from your lips. After listening to your fever-distorted moans echo through the base for what feels like an eternity, you finally die a lonely death.
  
  > wait for a while
  Time passes.
  
  You hear what sounds like a scream, coming from somewhere