text: [Themes: Mystery, mystery, murder, humor]
  
  > look at your surroundings
  Even in broad daylight, the interior of the boatshed gives you the spook. The walls and rafters are covered in cobwebs and you catch spiders and other crawling nastiness lurking in the dark spaces that heretofore had been undisturbed for years. Your grandfather's boat is not here - your Uncle Alexander had sold it shortly after he was put into the rest home.
  You see a keyrack here.
  
  > wear the cap
  (First taking the Daiwa baseball cap)
  Taken. Okay, you're now wearing the Daiwa baseball cap.
  
  > Go east
  A fisherman is sitting on an old bucket near a sink de-veining
  shrimp.
  `The sea buries her secrets,' mumbles the fisherman.
  
  > Inventory
  You have a pair of white fishing boots (being worn), a bag, a calendar, Sammy Seal Water Wings, a cotton jacket (being worn), a sturdy tacklebox, a Daiwa baseball cap (being worn), and a keyrack. The bag seems to contain a piece of withered meat. The sturdy tacklebox seems to contain a fish hook and a bicycle tire repair kit. The keyrack seems to contain a small key.
  The fisherman mumbles something about a north wind blowing through.
  
  > show the cap to the fisherman
  The fisherman looks at the hat long and hard for a moment before speaking, this time quite clearly. `I never really expected to see that hat again. I loaned it to your grandfather the last time we went out fishing together. Your grandfather and I were once very, very close friends. The old coot in his youth was one of the nicest, friendliest guys you could know. Everything changed after we got back from the war. He pulled away from us all for years. Only in the last few years of your grandmother's life did he seem to open up again to us. This hat goes back to the days of our friendship, if it's all the same to you, I'd like it when you're done - if it's no trouble.'
  The fisherman continues to slice through the backs of shrimp
  flinging the offal into the water where it's quickly snarfed by hardheads.
  
  > ask the fisherman about Grandfather
  `George Sorich and I grew up practically brothers. Both of us had
  to work on the harbor emptying nets, neither of our parents could afford to hire much help. South was much different then. He was a good mam, but got too stubborn for his own good. Dwelled too much on the past - wasn't was good for him.'
  The fisherman pauses, wipes sweat from his lined forehead, sighs heavily, and resumes carving the shrimp.
  
  > ask the fisherman about Grandmother
  `Lovely woman she was, and made the best fried shrimp y'ever had as well! Probably the sweetest woman I ever met. Having her husband away during the war was hard on her, Hell, on everyone!'
  `Squall of '67 blew down the whole town,' mumbles the fisherman.
  
  > give the cap to the fisherman
  McHugh looks sentimental as he takes the hat. He admires it closely and then says, `You know, I believe I have something for you too. Are you going to be in town for awhile? Yes? Well, then, I'll be back in a hour or so with something you may find interesting. I'll know where to find you.' With that thought, the fisherman grabs his belongings and walks away.
  
  > Inventory
  You have a pair of white fishing boots (being worn), a bag, a calendar, Sammy Seal Water Wings, a cotton jacket (being worn), a sturdy tacklebox, and a keyrack. The bag seems to contain a piece of withered meat. The sturdy tacklebox seems to contain a fish hook and a bicycle tire repair kit. The keyrack seems to contain a small key.
  
  > go west
  Beach Road.. near the harbor
  
  > go to the north
  Beach Road.. in front of house
  
  > drop all
  pair of white fishing boots: (Taking off the pair of white fishing boots first)
  Dropped.
  bag: Dropped.
  calendar: Dropped.
  Sammy Seal Water Wings: Dropped.
  cotton jacket: (Taking off the cotton jacket first)
  Dropped.
  sturdy tacklebox: Dropped.
  keyrack: Dropped.
  
  > Inflate Wings
  You take a deep breath and blow hard into the air nipples on the Sammy Seal Water Wings.
  
  > examine Wings
  These vinyl inflatable floats were probably bought by your grandparents years ago to help teach your young niece to swim. They have repeating prints of Sammy The Seal doing dives and tricks on them. There is a small warning tag on them.
  There is a small rubber patch on one of the wings.
  The water wings are currently inflated.
  
  > wear Wings
  (First taking the Sammy Seal Water Wings)
  Taken. Okay, you're now wearing the Sammy Seal Water Wings.
  
  > Go east
  Beach Road.. in front of house
  
  > Go east
  Ignoring the warnings, you boldly start down the pier...
  
  The waves splash around you shooting up through the planks, the
  foamy spray offering temporary relief from the Texas heat. You pause gripping the remaining guardrail with your hands and the planks with your toes. With this cat like grip, you slowly inch your way to the end of the pier.
  
  You see an old house key here.
  
  > take the key
  Taken.
  
  > go west
  Clinging to the rail, you humbly inch your way back towards land. Entrance to Fishing Pier
  
  > Go west
  You see a pair of white fishing boots, a bag, a calendar, a cotton jacket, a sturdy tacklebox, and a keyrack here. The bag seems to contain a piece of withered meat. The sturdy tacklebox seems to contain a fish hook and a bicycle tire repair kit. The keyrack seems to contain a small key.
  
  > drop the key
  Dropped.
  
  > go east
  Ignoring the warnings, you boldly start down the pier...
  
  The waves splash around you shooting up through the planks, the
  foamy spray offering temporary relief from the Texas heat. You pause gripping the remaining guardrail with your hands and the planks with your toes. With this cat like grip, you slowly inch your way to the end of the pier.
  
  > Down
  You put down all your stuff, take a deep breath, pinch your nose
  shut and....
  Splash!
  The coastal waters envelop you. The taste of the salty water makes you grimace, not to mention the stinging effect it has on your eyes! Instinctively you start kicking towards the surface where you start gasp for air. Did I forget to mention earlier that you're not the strongest swimmer?
  You felt ridiculous putting them on, but now the water wings are paying off. Their buoyancy gives you the extra boost you need to dog-paddle towards the lost section of pier.
  
  You are now bobbing in the Gulf's rolling long swells; your patched Sammy the Seal wings helping you to stay afloat. Above you is the remains of the original end of the pier supported by old wooden poles covered with barnacles and starfish. Wedged into the supports is the wreckage of a small fishing boat. It must have blown into the pier during the last storm. The shoreline is visible to the west.
  
  > examine the boat
  Only a small portion of the bow remains above water. While you're not a boating expert, you would guess that the boat is about 19-feet long, give or take a few inches now missing from it's hull. Most of the contents of the boat seem to have been salvaged or sank long ago, but the water is so murky it really is hard to tell.
  
  > Down
  I don't know... sharks could be beneath the surface, and you can't hold your breath very long.
  
  > enter the boat
  Didn't you see JAWS? Bad idea!
  
  > Go east
  Nothing but miles of water in that direction.