text: [Themes: Mystery, radio, detective, mystery, murder, drama]
  
  > look around
  The neutral tones suggest a professional but boring atmosphere. A faded rainbow stencil on the wall invites you to KOL studios; the R has worn off. The sepia-hued front desk hardly fits in this cramped room, but the beige ceiling is quite high; it looks like it was once part of a larger room. The muddy carpet is scuffed and worn, curling up on the edges. One of the off-white fluorescent lights in the ceiling flickers intermittently. Another light buzzes at the edge of your hearing. The smell of burnt popcorn wafts in from a break room to the west. The doorway to the north leads to the hallway.
  The parking lot is back to the south, and a bathroom door stands to the east. An ivory telephone sits on the desk.
  
  From the speakers, you hear the radio quietly playing Rapture.
  
  > Your thoughts
  Current thoughts:
  Death - "Rosalita was shot on February 29th in her office."
  Sister - "Maia Morales was Rosalita's sister."
  Secretary - "Cindy Jalcek was Rosalita's Secretary."
  Ex - "Chuck Lee is the former husband of Rosalita Morales."
  Partner - "Daniel Kostopoulos was the business partner of Rosalita Morales."
  Statement - "You need to take the statements of the suspects"
  Greeting - "You need to introduce yourself to the suspects." Assistance - "The chief is always willing to give you help. (This gives a basic tutorial)."
  Suspicion - "The Chief thinks that someone close to her was
  involved in her death."
  Testament - "Rosalita left all of her possessions to four people in her will."
  
  > go west
  The stench of burnt popcorn lingers in the air. A microwave with a thin tan layer of grease sits in the corner. A tawny brown vending machine sags in the corner with half of its buttons darkened or flickering. A small oat-colored fan is oscillating in the center, trying to clear out the smell. A few coffee-stained tables and several chairs are scattered around the room. The lobby is back to the
  east.
  
  Cindy is sitting at a table.
  
  She looks up expectantly as you walk in.
  
  > say the greeting
  (to Cindy)
  "I didn't catch your name earlier."
  
  Cindy says, "Oh! Cindy. Cindy Jalcek."
  
  You say, "My name is Hector King." She nods. You say, "I've been assigned to investigate the murder of Rosalita Morales, and I'd like to ask you some questions."
  
  She blanches. "I've been wondering... am I under arrest?"
  
  "No, I'm just gathering information from everyone here at the station."
  
  She nods, relieved. "Okay, like I said, my name is Cindy Jalcek. I'm the receptionist here at KOLR. I also helped Rosalita with some of her other activities, including her charity, Roses for Rehab. I was responsible for accounting for the charity."
  
  [New topic - Accounting]
  
  > say the statement
  (to Cindy)
  "Tell me what you know about the death of Rosalita Morales."
  
  "All right. Here's what happened."
  
  You lean back as Cindy gives you a statement. You can picture it all in your head...
  
  Parking Lot
  The dawn sun smiles on you as you stand in the parking lot, and you smile back. Looks like you got here just in time; the lot is starting to fill up, and that means the studio will open soon. The wind cuts through your jacket like a knife, but the smell of rice and hot oil from the Chinese restaurant warms your heart. You know where you're getting lunch today. The lobby door is north from here.
  
  The bus drops you off, then gasps and wheezes away. You're lucky you got here in time; the police were closing off the streets for a parade. The next bus isn't until noon.
  
  [New topic - Parade]
  
  Time to get to work.
  
  > say the parade
  (to yourself)
  During flashbacks, conversation advances by using TALK TO [someone].
  
  > go north
  This lobby is much bigger than the one at your old receptionist job. You glance at the KOLR logo you stenciled on the wall your first week; it always comforts you. The ceiling in this room is ten feet high, and your desk is huge. You've vacuumed this carpet so many times that it's almost worn through in places. The lights in the ceiling are wigging out again, you'll have to replace them, but the stepladder has been missing for weeks. The doorway to the north leads to the
  hallway. The parking lot is back to the south, and the bathroom is to the east.
  
  The phone sits on the desk.
  
  The unmistakable stench of burning popcorn rolls in from the break room to the west. Oh no.
  
  You see Rosalita coming out of the break room. She smiles. "Oh, Cindy, it's good to see you. Listen, my sister's in the break room again. Can you make sure she leaves? I've got to pick the lineup for my show tonight." You nod, and she walks into the hallway. She turns around and touches the door. "Oh, and can you take the trash out of my office?" With that, she walks to her office.
  
  The radio is playing an ad for the Apple IIc.
  
  > go west
  This lobby is much bigger than the one at your old receptionist job. You glance at the KOLR logo you stenciled on the wall your first week; it always comforts you. The ceiling in this room is ten feet high, and your desk is huge. You've vacuumed this carpet so many times that it's almost worn through in places. The lights in the ceiling are wigging out again, you'll have to replace them, but the stepladder has been missing for weeks. The doorway to the north leads to the
  hallway. The parking lot is back to the south, and the bathroom is to the east.
  
  The phone sits on the desk.
  
  The unmistakable stench of burning popcorn rolls in from the break room to the west.
  
  As you rush in to find the source of the smell, you smack into someone and knock them to the ground!
  
  "Oh, I'm so sorry!" you say. Your victim rolls over, revealing a mop of green hair.
  
  "Oh," you say. "It's you." You frown, but lift her up. You say, "Rosalita said to make sure you left the station. I'm sorry, but you're going to have to go; I just have to take care of something real quick." Maia frowns and walks away back to the lobby and out of sight.
  
  The radio is playing Uptown Girl.
  
  > go west
  The vending machine is still on the fritz; you called the manufacturer three times in the last week, and you'll have to call them again. A few tables and several chairs are scattered around the room. The smell of burnt popcorn overpowers you. The lobby is back to the east.
  
  Smoke billows from the microwave. Something's burning!
  
  > open the microwave
  You open the smoky microwave, revealing a bag of burnt popcorn.
  
  > get the popcorn
  (the bag of burnt popcorn)
  You gingerly pick it up by the edges. You'll have to throw it away in the bathroom!
  
  The bag of popcorn is smoking in your hands.
  
  > Go east
  You look around, but Maia seems to be gone.
  
  This lobby is much bigger than the one at your old receptionist job. You glance at the KOLR logo you stenciled on the wall your first week; it always comforts you. The ceiling in this room is ten feet high, and your desk is huge. You've vacuumed this carpet so many times that it's almost worn through in places. The lights in the ceiling are wigging out again, you'll have to replace them, but the stepladder has been missing for weeks. The doorway to the north leads to the
  hallway. The parking lot is back to the south, and the bathroom is to the east.
  
  The phone sits on the desk.
  
  The unmistakable stench of burning popcorn still leaks in from the break room to the west.
  
  The radio is playing She Works Hard For The Money.
  
  The bag of popcorn is smoking in your hands.
  
  > go to the east
  (first opening bathroom door)
  
  At least the bathroom's moldy smell will help cover up the popcorn. You don't know why they won't let you remodel this bathroom, clearly the walls are crawling with mold. But at least it makes your job easier when nobody uses it. Even the sink is pretty clean, below the mirror, and the trash can is empty. Oh, looks like the paper towel dispenser is empty too. Oops. The toilet itself squats in a corner.
  
  The bag of popcorn is smoking in your hands.
  
  > put the popcorn in the trash
  That's a good idea. You throw the popcorn into the toilet and turn to go. Wait! The toilet? Not again. You always mix the two up when you're in a hurry. It's caused a lot of messes.
  
  Now the burnt popcorn is floating in the toilet.
  
  > Flush
  You flush the popcorn down the toilet. It disappears, thankfully, but the toilet starts backing up. Crap! Well, actually, just water, but still, you're glad no one uses this toilet.
  
  You've got to deal with that smell in the break room, now. Time to get the fan from the closet.