Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that wants you dead.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A Monkey's Paw
A hypnoglyph
The stuffing from a stuffed-crust pizza
An Infinite Improbability Drive
The Sun
A nice heavy stone, perfect for skipping
A slice of the trunk of Prometheus, the formerly oldest living organism
An Unused Prophylactic
A coloring book of flowers and anatomically correct hearts
An Unfamiliar Family Photograph

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