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It is dark. You can see nothing but black, and while you can smell a soft decaying fungal smell, there isn't the slightest hint of iridescent mold. The air is damp, and in the distance you hear dripping water.
> TORCH
I don't understand
> LIGHT
LIGHT what?
> INVENTORY
You are carrying:
a backpack
five rations
a box of matches
> LIGHT MATCH
You hold a flickering match above your head. You stand in a small cave, rough-hewn from raw stone. The room is empty but for an assortment of loose rock on the floor. A narrow opening lies before you, the only exit. The light from your match does not show what lies without.
> EXIT
I don't understand
> LEAVE
I don't understand
> GO
GO where?
> GO EXIT
I don't understand
> GO DOOR
I don't understand
> LOOK
LOOK at what?
> LOOK ROOM
You stand in a small cave, rough-hewn from raw stone. The room is empty but for an assortment of loose rock on the floor. A narrow opening lies before you, the only exit. A thin shadow lies across the floor.
You are hungry.
> EAT RATION
You eat a ration. You are no longer hungry.
Your match has gone out.
It is dark. You can see nothing but black, and while you can smell a soft decaying fungal smell, there isn't the slightest hint of iridescent mold. The air is damp and cold, and in the distance you hear dripping water.
> ASDFHDAFGKLH
I don't understand
> LIGHT MATCH
You hold a flickering match above your head. You stand in a small cave, rough-hewn from raw stone. The room is empty but for an assortment of loose rock on the floor. A narrow opening lies before you, the only exit. A shadow lies across the floor.
> GO OPENING
As you walk toward the opening, a gust of wind blows out your match.
It is dark. You can see nothing but black, and while you can smell a soft decaying fungal smell, there isn't the slightest hint of iridescent mold. The air is freezing, and in the distance you hear dripping water.
> LIGHT MATCH
You hold a flickering match above your head. You stand in a small cave, rough-hewn from raw stone. The room is empty but for an assortment of loose rock on the floor. A narrow opening lies before you, the only exit. A broad shadow seeps across the floor.
> LOOK
LOOK at what?
> LOOK SHADOW
I don't understand
> LOOK BROAD SHADOW
I don't understand
> LOOK ROOM
You stand in a small cave, rough-hewn from raw stone. The room is empty but for an impossible shadow that bends arounds the light, taking up most of the floor. A narrow opening lies before you, the only exit. The light from your match does not show what lies without.
Your match has gone out.
It is dark. You can see nothing but black, and while you can smell a soft decaying fungal smell, there isn't the slightest hint of iridescent mold. The air is freezing, and the chill of it bites into your bones. In the distance you hear dripping water.
> LIGHT MATCH
You are hungry.
You hold a flickering match above your head. You stand in what might be a small cave, rough-hewn from raw stone. There should be a room here, you feel you know that much, but there is so little to see. A rough stone ceiling and the hint of walls and then darkness. If there is an exit you don't see it.
> LIGHT MATCH
You light another match. The darkness curves away from its flame, but just a little, not even as much as it did for the first match. You see a rough stone ceiling and the hint of walls and then darkness.
> LIGHT MATCH
You are hungry.
You light another match. The darkness curves away from its flame, but just a little, not even as much as it did for the previous match. You see a rough stone ceiling and the hint of walls and encroaching darkness.
> LIGHT ALL MATCHES
I don't understand
> LIGHT MATCH LIGHT MATCH LIGHT MATCH
I don't understand
> LIGHT MATCH
You are hungry.
You light another match. The darkness curves away from its flame, but just a little, not even as much as it did for the previous match. You see a rough stone ceiling and encroaching darkness.
You are out of matches.
> LIGHT MATCH
You are out of matches.
> GO OPENING
I don't understand
You are hungry.
> LOOK ROOM
You stand in a dark room. A tiny pool of light around your hand, and then only darkness. The matchlight does not warm you. It seems a beacon for the dark, calling it to you, pulling it in. The air is cold enough to fog your breath. The shadows press in.
> LIGHT MATCH
You are out of matches. Your match has gone out.
You are hungry.
> LOOK ROOM
It is dark. You can see nothing but black. You can hear nothing. You can smell nothing. You can feel nothing but the freezing air, the chill of it biting into your bones.
Your fingers are numb.
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It is dark. You can see nothing but black. You can hear nothing, but you are starting to think that maybe you do hear something. You can smell nothing. You feel nothing but the bone-deep cold.
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It is dark. You can see nothing.
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It is dark.
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It is dark.
You are afraid.