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TAKE>KNIFE

KNIFE is added to your inventory! It's sharp. It'll definitely deal more damage than your library card.

ME>Briefly consider a series of ill advised antics with the various fixtures of the local environment in a fashion more befitting of a significantly sillier and more self indulgent property, and then in direct divergence from that property, do NONE of it.

Years of media literacy flash through your thoughts, like a patchwork film festival projected in your mind palace. You connect bits of each with events from your past—comedy, romance, tragedy, fantasy—and you realize that real life contains all genres. You realize that the tone of your life is in your hands, and you can use that power for good or for evil.

OPEN>FRIDGE

The whole refrigerator opens as one heavy door, exposing the fridge and the freezer. The fridge is a sad anthology of condiments with a lone jar of pickled herring. The freezer is stacked full of boxed Felix Fish Frozen Fish Dinners. The branding seems out of date, but they're frozen solid.

You hear a hand on the front door knob, and it starts to turn. What do you do?

Turn on the lights/appliances and try to make it look like the place is busy/operating.

Turn on the lights/appliances and try to make it look like the place is busy/operating.

A quick flip of the light switch and a handful of cobwebs goes a short way toward making the place look operational. The front door opens, and stepping through the door is your stepdad, Darryl, who is also the wizard that stole an eighth of your soul.

What do you do?

Ask Darryl "What the heck are you doin here old man"