text: [Themes: Science Fiction, self-referential]
  
  > Look around
  This is hardly the place for an adventure to begin. You know the furniture of this room - desk, chair, bed and bookcase - almost as well as the contents of your pockets.
  
  On the wooden desk is a dusty manuscript.
  
  > examine the chair
  It's not exactly ergonomic, but it sure is comfortable. It's propped up right next to your bed, as usual, just in case you feel like a spot of night-time reading.
  
  > write a new Novel about a the sexy harlot
  What do you want to write on?
  
  > examine the bed
  A nice model, or at least it was when you bought it twenty years ago. It looks as inviting as it always does after 11 p.m. on an average weekday.
  
  > look under the bed
  Nothing but dust. There used to be pages of your manuscript flying around there before, but ever since you had a brainwave and strung them together, that doesn't happen often.
  
  > examine pages
  A pile of false starts to the Great Global Novel that you plan to complete someday. It deals with 25th century people who try to understand the lunacy of the 20th century by travelling in time to the 28th. It also includes no gratuitous sex or violence, which explains why no publisher's ever been interested in it.
  
  > leave
  You'll have to say which compass direction to go in.
  
  > Go north
  It's way past your bedtime, and you're feeling too sleepy to do anything except get into bed.
  
  > enter the bed
  You get onto the old bed.
  
  > Sleep
  It's way too hot for you to fall asleep. Maybe if you had some ventilation.....
  
  > turn on the fan
  I doubt the fan would give you even a little ventilation in its current position.
  
  I doubt the fan would give you even a little ventilation in its current position.
  
  > switch on the fan
  I doubt the fan would give you even a little ventilation in its current position.
  
  > get up
  You get off the old bed.
  
  This is hardly the place for an adventure to begin. You know the furniture of this room - desk, chair, bed and bookcase - almost as well as the contents of your pockets.
  
  On the wooden desk is a dusty manuscript.
  
  > put the fan on the chair
  You put the fan on the chair; it's now pointing more or less towards your bed.
  
  > turn on the fan
  You switch the fan on.
  
  > Sleep
  You feel yourself drifting slowly into sleep. Strangely enough, the breeze from the fan doesn't quite smell like night air, or even like yesterday's leftovers...Your back touches cold metal, and your level of consciousness wavers. A voice floats around your head, in one ear first, the other next...
  
  "Welcome to your world."
  
  An Interactive Restoration
  
  An Interactive Restoration
  
  License 1999, The Theatre Of The Sensible.
  
  Operating Room (on the operating table)
  This looks suspiciously like the operating room they took you to when you were much, much younger, to have your tonsils taken out. However, it's strangely empty. The only obvious exit is through a door to the west.
  
  Standing near the bed is a slightly broken trolley.
  
  A small gauze face mask, of the type worn by surgeons during an operation, lies discarded on the floor.
  
  > stand
  You get off the operating table.
  
  This looks suspiciously like the operating room they took you to when you were much, much younger, to have your tonsils taken out. However, it's strangely empty. The only obvious exit is through a door to the west.
  
  Standing near the bed is a slightly broken trolley.
  
  A small gauze face mask, of the type worn by surgeons during an operation, lies discarded on the floor.
  
  > take the mask
  Taken.
  
  > examine the mask
  A simple mask, disposable, and meant to cover the mouth and nose of all those who enter the O.R. It looks as if it hasn't been used, but - if so - why was it thrown here?
  
  > look at the trolley
  Made of the same metal as the table - and showing no signs of rust - the trolley, probably meant to support instruments and bandages - is currently empty. One of its wheels is broken, which might explain why it isn't used.
  
  > look on it
  Well, the floor is under the trolley, if that's what you're looking for.
  
  > Inv
  You are carrying:
  a face mask
  a copy of your first novel
  a yellow flower
  a small note
  
  > examine the door
  Just an ordinary door, made of semitransparent glass. It is currently closed.
  
  > wear the mask
  You put on the face mask.
  
  > About yourself
  Harold Banks, auteur manqu?.
  
  > go west
  (first opening the door)
  
  A small, narrow annexe to the O.R., where scalpels, forceps and the like are sterilized prior to operation. Apart from the passage to the east, back to the O.R., there are only four walls around you, that don't look very interesting, and an LCD display panel facing you.
  There is a faint suggestion of disinfectant in the air.
  
  Strangely, there are no instruments here, just a blue cylinder.
  
  > examine lcd
  The LCD display panel - judging by the fact that there are no switches, power lines or knobs in the vicinity, its supply source is a mystery to you. It seems to work just like it's meant to, displaying letters and numbers. (How exciting.)
  It currently has nothing to say.
  
  > look at the cylinder
  A blue cylinder with a valve attached to it, with a black mark across one side indicating that it's been marked for disposal. One side bears a single word in red letters, with some smaller print underneath: HALOTHANE.
  
  > take it
  That's fixed in place.
  
  > read the lcd
  Though there's nothing on the panel, you fancy you can detect the glow of letters that have recently faded : Light production low.
  
  > read the cylinder
  (2-chloro 2-bromo 1,1,1-trifluoroethane)
  
  Inhalational Anaesthetic.
  For use in balanced anaesthesia, short surgical procedures and maintenance of anaesthesia during long procedures. Fair induction agent.
  Do not use in patients with a history of liver disease or malignant hyperthermia.
  Manufactured by Gelman Enterprises.
  
  Gelman Enterprises?
  That's funny. The last time you checked (and, with a cousin in the medical line, you would know) that company only existed in the pages of your manuscript.
  
  > check your inventory
  You are carrying:
  a face mask (being worn)
  a copy of your first novel
  a yellow flower
  a small note