text: > Look around
  This is barely big enough to turn around in. It has a stainless steel sink, a toilet, and that's about it.
  
  And there's an air vent high up on the wall.
  
  > examine the grooves
  The grooves seem to form some sort letters.
  
  > read the grooves
  That can't be read.
  
  That can't be read.
  
  > turn the faucet on
  You can't see any such thing.
  
  > HOLD VENT
  
  That's hardly portable.
  
  You waste some water, you monster. So you switch it back off.
  
  You switch Faucet on.
  
  > examine the faucet
  Faucet is currently switched off.
  
  > Examine book
  It's the unbelievably boring "Death to my Enemies" by J. Blask.
  
  > examine the h.
  The bar of the H, miniscule as it is, catches your eye.
  
  > Examine bar
  Hey, it's a miniature button.
  
  > enter VENT
  A featureless air duct, which continues north.
  
  The robot zips toward you, the whirr of its razor blades incredible loud and - uh, let's leave the rest to your imagination. Kids may be playing! Hey kids! The robot bought you a farm where you live happily ever after.
  
  > give book to robot
  Robot doesn't seem interested.
  
  The robot zips toward you, the whirr of its razor blades incredible loud and - uh, let's leave the rest to your imagination. Kids may be playing! Hey kids! The robot bought you a farm where you live happily ever after.
  
  > look at the robot
  Roomba's bigger brother mainly consists of a set of razor sharp rotor blades, cutting everything in its part. On the back it has a brush and some cleaning fluid, but those seem unimportant to you now. Its back is all shining stell, but you bet its belly is just porous plastic.
  
  The robot zips toward you, the whirr of its razor blades incredible loud and - uh, let's leave the rest to your imagination. Kids may be playing! Hey kids! The robot bought you a farm where you live happily ever after.
  
  > Flush toilet
  You waste some water, you monster.
  
  The robot zips toward you, the whirr of its razor blades incredible loud and - uh, let's leave the rest to your imagination. Kids may be playing! Hey kids! The robot bought you a farm where you live happily ever after.
  
  > throw the book at the robot
  You lack the nerve when it comes to the crucial moment.
  
  The robot zips toward you, the whirr of its razor blades incredible loud and - uh, let's leave the rest to your imagination. Kids may be playing! Hey kids! The robot bought you a farm where you live happily ever after.
  
  > put the Robot in the drain
  (first taking Robot)
  It would cut of your fingers. And Marsha would miss them!
  
  The robot zips toward you, the whirr of its razor blades incredible loud and - uh, let's leave the rest to your imagination. Kids may be playing! Hey kids! The robot bought you a farm where you live happily ever after.
  
  > stand on the toilet
  You quickly jump onto the toilet, with the robot zig-zags around the floor, buzzing with inhuman hatred.
  
  > enter the air vent
  You would have to get off the toilet first.
  
  > read the book
  You don't feel you need some sleep right about now.
  
  That can't be read.
  
  > show the book to the Robot
  Robot is unimpressed.
  
  > put the Robot in the drain
  (first taking Robot)
  It would cut of your fingers. And Marsha would miss them!
  
  > examine the Robot
  Roomba's bigger brother mainly consists of a set of razor sharp rotor blades, cutting everything in its part. On the back it has a brush and some cleaning fluid, but those seem unimportant to you now. Its back is all shining stell, but you bet its belly is just porous plastic.
  
  > Drop book
  Dropped.
  
  > ask the Robot about the knives
  Robot says something really important.
  
  > turn on the water
  You switch on the (warm) water, and the rat watches stoically (occasionally giving you the evil eye), as the water rise up to it's neck and overflows. In about 5 turns the whole floor is covered in water and the cleaning robot soons emits a sharp crackling noise and sparks fly around its underbelly. Then it lies still. It still emits the occasional crackle, however, and you don't think it's safe to descent the toilet.
  Ellison jumps out of the sink onto the toilet and begins to clean himself with stoic indignation worthy of a cat.
  
  > enter VENT
  You would have to get off the toilet first.
  
  > Leave
  For you, it might bring back pleasent memories of the time they tried Electroconvulsive therapy at the Mayo Clinic. But you're pretty sure this girl's body couldn't handle it.
  
  As the chaos dies down, you hear a faint voice through the door. Paul! "Alex, it's me!"
  "Paul! Don't come in. The room is flooded and the water is electric!" "I leave you alone for one minute ... anyway, listen! 26.3 % of the people on this plane have turned into Sharkmen."
  "Only the biosex males?"
  "Okay, okay, into Sharkpeople. Anyway, listen: I'll try to be as inconspicuous  as possible, but they're looking for you. It's only a matter of time till they found out you're stuck in that unfortunate body."
  "Well, my original body is rotting in an endless chasm on Mercury, so..."
  "One thing at a time. You know that multitasking is horrible for your stress level."
  "What is your plan?"
  "Your soul has wandered before, and I don't mean that krokodil you did with those Russian dealers. When you saved me, you jumped into -" "Enough exposition and recap! You're saying I should find a way to jump into Ellison?"
  But Paul doesn't answer, and there's the some commotion outside the door.
  "Get him!" says a deep, dark Sharkman voice.
  "Don't hurt me!"
  "Why not?"
  "Please, I'll tell you literally everything!"
  "Where is your husband?"
  "Okay, maybe I meant figurativ-ouch"
  It sickens you to your stomach as you hear something heavy slump against the door. A second later someone bangs on the door.
  "Open up! Sharkpolice!"
  "Sorry, sir, I'm a little girl with Typhoid fever and you don't want to come in here!"
  (You knew all this Victorian novels Paul made you read would be good for something at some point.)
  "Uh...okay" says the Sharkpoliceman, uncertainty in his voice. "Then, uh, stay in there till we land. And you guys, carry this scum away."
  
  > stand
  For you, it might bring back pleasent memories of the time they tried Electroconvulsive therapy at the Mayo Clinic. But you're pretty sure this girl's body couldn't handle it.
  
  > get Ellison
  Ellison scurries away from you, sits on another corner of the toilet and shoots angry glances up at you. Then he continues to lick his fur.
  
  > enter VENT
  Ellison has better things to do.
  
  > put the rat in VENT
  Ellison struggles in your arms. He really doesn't want to go back in there.
  
  > take the Robot
  You would electrocute yourself. And not in the cool way, like the guy in Amazing Spiderman 2. That was a great movie.
  
  > show the book to Ellison
  Ellison is unimpressed.
  
  > tell Ellison about book
  Squeak squeak, squeak. Squeak squeak :"Squeak squeak Squeak!" Squeak squeak squeak."
  Oh, Paul send him here to help you escape the bathroom. That's good. "Squeak, squeak squeak squeak squeak squeak. Squeak, squeak squeak? Squeak."
  But now he's hunted by an insance duct cleaning robot? That's, um, less good.
  Behind the rat, you hear a faint whirring sound, somewhere in the dark of the duct.
  
  Oh no! The robot is getting closer and closer to the rat! It's only 5m away!
  
  > talk to Ellison
  "Squeak!" declares Ellison and nuzzles your hand affectionally with his cold snout.
  
  Oh no! The robot is getting closer and closer to the rat! It's only 4m away!
  
  > climb the toilet
  I don't think much is to be achieved by that.
  
  Oh no! The robot is getting closer and closer to the rat! It's only 3m away!
  
  > Close VENT
  You close air vent.
  
  Oh no! The robot is getting closer and closer to the rat! It's only 1m away!