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S001: "I-0"
S002: "
the "jailbait on the interstate" game by Adam Cadre
based on several true stories and a couple of untrue ones
"
S003: "960912"
S004: "6/2"
S005: "a"
S006: "You can't go that way."
S007: "the"
S008: "the"
S009: "the"
S010: "the"
S011: "the"
S012: "the"
S013: "the"
S014: "the"
S015: "the"
S016: "the"
S017: "the"
S018: "the"
S019: "Darkness"
S020: "It is pitch dark, and you can't see a thing."
S021: "As good-looking as ever."
S022: "Nameless item"
S023: "your former self"
S024: "your"
S025: "a pair of"
S026: "These are what remains of your favorite pair of blue jeans, after they
got so shredded that you finally gave up and cut the legs off them."
S027: "You accidentally cut the bottoms out of the pockets when you cut the
legs off your jeans, rendering them quite useless. (This should give you an
idea of how short your cut-offs are.)"
S028: "your"
S029: "Hey, lots of girls wear boxers, especially at the U of D. Besides, you
always did have a tomboy streak."
S030: "Forget the Aryan propaganda -- you've got the loveliest eyes on the
planet, and they're brown. So there."
S031: "No plastic surgeon could possibly duplicate this exquisite instrument."
S032: "Let's just say you'll never fail an oral exam."
S033: "And they say bugs' ears are cute!"
S034: "Long, dark, lustrous, well cared for -- when the shampoo bottle says
rinse and repeat, you listen."
S035: "Exquisite, m'dear."
S036: "When you were really little you used to suck your thumb all the time.
Which just goes to show, practice makes perfect."
S037: "Your breasts are kind of on the small side, but so perky!"
S038: "Truly, you have abs of steel."
S039: "I'm no gynecologist, but everything seems A-OK."
S040: "No complaints."
S041: "Nothing beats a great pair of legs, except for perhaps a spectacular
pair of legs. Fortunately, you're blessed with the latter."
S042: "You've scorched your feet on enough hot sand and asphalt to know that
you should never, ever go barefoot in the desert. Besides, your sandals are so
comfy."
S043: "You'll have to get out of your car first."
S044: "your"
S045: "You always buckle your seatbelt before you start up the car. After all,
it's not just a good idea -- it's the law."
S046: "The seats are made of baby-soft leather -- possibly because they're made
from babies. Baby cows, anyway. Or at least that's what your roommate is always
complaining about. Which doesn't seem to stop her from hitting you up for rides
all the time."
S047: "The seats are made of baby-soft leather -- possibly because they're made
from babies. Baby cows, anyway. Or at least that's what your roommate is always
complaining about. Which doesn't seem to stop her from hitting you up for rides
all the time."
S048: "your"
S049: "It's the same one you've had since sixth grade."
S050: "your"
S051: "Let's put it this way: it's a lot more effective than a restraining
order.

[To use the pepper spray on someone, simply type "SPRAY" followed by the name
of your target: "SPRAY MUGGER", for instance, or "SPRAY CAR SALESMAN".]"
S052: "Hey, it gets dry out in the desert. And it's cheaper than lip gloss."
S053: "your"
S054: "There's one thing conspicuously absent from your wallet: money. The
logic at work is simple. You're a college student. Therefore you're broke. This
was a big part of the reason you were so looking forward to going back home:
Daddy may only send twenties in the mail, but when his wittle Twacy bwinks at
him with her big bwown eyes and says pwetty pwease, out come the hundreds."
S055: "your"
S056: "You get the gas, Daddy pays the bill. The card reads:

TEXXXON OIL
3728-471-371-59588
EDUARDO VALENCIA"
S057: "your"
S058: "Your sixteen-year-old countenance beams back up at you. The license
reads:

TRACY VALENCIA
1018 AVENIDA DE LAS RIQUEZAS
NEW GRANADA, DO 88804
SEX: F   HAIR: BRN   EYES: BRN
HT:5-06   WT: 112   DOB: 11-

and the rest is smeared from when you tried to erase your date of birth so you
could get into a club."
S059: "your"
S060: "You're simply radiant in your burgundy taffeta. Tyler looks quite sharp
in his tuxedo as well. He didn't look quite so hot a few hours later after you
tagged him with a faceful of pepper spray."
S061: "The air conditioning, like the rest of the car, is dead. Kaput. Finito.
Stone cold. Or not cold at all, as the case may be."
S062: "Trevor had his license for three years before he learned to drive a
stick. Why? Because he had to wait for you to get your license and teach him
how. What a dweeb."
S063: "This makes your car go slower. You don't like this pedal."
S064: "This makes your car go faster. You like this pedal."
S065: "Someone seems to be under the impression that glove storage is a burning
need among today's motorists."
S066: "You quickly zero in on I-0 and find the last exit you passed, El Lugar.
Reading from west to east, the exits to come are Kettlepot City, Willowbutton,
Route 999, and San Burro. Route 999 is circled in lipstick. (You didn't have a
pen when you were marking down where you needed to get off.)"
S067: "your"
S068: "It reads:

REGISTERED OWNER:
EDUARDO VALENCIA
1018 AVENIDA DE LAS RIQUEZAS
NEW GRANADA, DO 88804

VEHICLE IDENTIFICATION NUMBER:
428170LT4418JEGH12479180NC56003L328069191
(you are responsible for remembering this number)

LICENSE NUMBER: LMW-28IF"
S069: "This is one of the many pamphlets you received upon moving into your
dorm room. It reads:

DESERT SAFETY

Once again, welcome to the University of Dorado! While you will undoubtedly be
spending most of your time here in beautiful Las Playas, many students enjoy
occasional trips to the Rather Large Canyon and other recreational sites
throughout Dorado. We therefore offer the following tips to assure your safety
in the often quite harsh environment of the Doradan desert. Students from out
of state will especially benefit from these recommendations, though residents
too will find this a helpful reminder.

The desert, though beautiful, is not without its dangers. These include:

1) HEAT. Temperatures have been known to reach 135 degrees Fahrenheit in the
summer months, and temperatures in the 120s are not uncommon even in the
winter. Heat exhaustion and heat stroke are very common. Should you find
yourself in the desert during one of these periods of extreme heat, it is vital
that you find a source of shade IMMEDIATELY. Ice and cold liquids are also
indispensible.

2) COLD. At night, temperatures often dip well below freezing out in the
desert. Should you be traveling through the desert after dusk, it is highly
recommended that you bring plenty of warm clothes and blankets.

3) CRITTERS. Desert fauna are often quite dangerous in their own right. Packs
of coyotes are not unheard of, and rattlesnakes and scorpions abound. Should
you find yourself confronted by such creatures, your best chance for survival
is to HOLD STILL. Sudden movement will only provoke the animal into attacking
you.

4) SCUMMY GUYS. For God's sake, don't hitchhike."
S070: "This little piece of plastic was left over after you put your bumper
sticker on your car. You're not quite sure why you kept it."
S071: "You trade sultry pouts with your reflection."
S072: "This turns the car when it's moving, which it isn't."
S073: "You're more familiar with the sound of other people's car horns than
your own, actually."
S074: "They're off, obviously."
S075: "It's a cassette copy of your favorite bootleg CD, the Serf Punks and
Youth Hostile live at the DoraDome."
S076: "the"
S077: "When the car is actually working, putting the key in here and turning it
starts the engine."
S078: "your"
S079: "Your key is attached to a keychain that reads, "Shit happens when you
party naked." How true that is, you think to yourself ruefully."
S080: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S081: "You briefly start trudging back toward the gas station you saw half an
hour ago, but something makes you reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling
overhead."
S082: "You briefly start trudging down the road in hopes of finding a gas
station or something, but something makes you reconsider. Maybe it's the
vultures circling overhead."
S083: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S084: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S085: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S086: "The vultures eye you knowingly. Apparently this kind of thing has
happened before."
S087: "Most of Interstate Zero is lined by barbed-wire fences like this.
Apparently someone thinks it's vitally important you not disturb the precious
scrub."
S088: "the"
S089: "It's a big ball of hot gas ninety-three million miles away."
S090: "INTERSTATE 0 EAST"
S091: "Parched, stunted vegetation desperately clings to life everywhere you
look."
S092: "In second grade Mrs. Cornejo invited a survival expert to visit the
class and teach everyone how to get water from a cactus in case you were ever
stranded in the desert. Unfortunately, that was during the three weeks you were
stuck at home with the chicken pox."
S093: "your"
S094: "You still can hardly believe that Daddy got you a Mazonda Soletta EM-X
as a graduation present. It's a shiny red two-seater with all the frills:
bucket seats, air conditioning, cruise control, six-speaker stereo with
integrated tape deck, power everything, you name it. The only problem is that
it's kinda small and you can't fit much stuff into it. Oh, and occasionally it
conks out and leaves you stranded in the middle of the desert."
S095: "your"
S096: "There are 69,105 pieces of laundry here."
S097: "The tires are fine -- it's not a flat."
S098: "There's no ornament on it, if that's what you mean."
S099: "LMW-28IF"
S100: "The bumper sticker reads "She who dies with the most toys wins." How
true that is, you think to yourself gravely."
S101: "[British, eh? Well, Tracy's from the American Southwest, and for now,
you're Tracy. So get into character! What you call the "boot" is the "trunk",
and what you call the "bonnet" is the "hood". Oh, and those rubber things on
the wheels are "tires" -- nary a "y" in sight. Just be glad this game doesn't
have an elevator in it.]"
S102: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S103: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S104: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S105: "You briefly start trudging down the road in hopes of finding a gas
station or something, but something makes you reconsider. Maybe it's the
vultures circling overhead."
S106: "There's a sign here, too."
S107: "INTERSTATE 0 WEST"
S108: "You'll have to get out from under your car first."
S109: "your"
S110: "You have no idea what you're looking at."
S111: "He bears all the distinctions of a Dorado Highway Patrolman: the
oversized sunglasses, the badge, the rumpled khaki uniform, the mustache full
of powdered sugar from that last doughnut."
S112: "DHP officers seem to be under the impression that the bigger sunglasses
are, the better they work."
S113: "Shiny. He must spend a lot of time polishing it."
S114: "The patrolman's mustache seems to have intercepted about 75% of the
sugar from that last doughnut."
S115: "Clearly, this man does not own an iron."
S116: "He's either writing down some information about the traffic stop he just
made, or jotting down code for the text adventure game he's working on."
S117: "It seems rather old and battered, as does its occupant."
S118: "his"
S119: "The patrol car is emblazoned with the Dorado Highway Patrol insignia.
The headlights are flashing wildly, as are the red-and-blues mounted on the
roof -- or at least you assume they are, since it's too bright out to really
tell."
S120: "Face like a slab of processed meat by-products left out in the sun too
long, haphazard hair plugs that look like he rubbed a glob of rubber cement on
his scalp and head-butted a cat, teeth so stained and discolored he must brush
them with molasses... you really picked yourself a winner this time, Trace."
S121: ""You need a ride or not?" the driver asks impatiently."
S122: "Jack's car wasn't in the greatest condition to begin with, but it's in
considerably worse shape now."
S123: "You'll have to get out of the wreck first."
S124: "the"
S125: "It's sticking through Jack like a spit through a pig."
S126: "He's dead all right. Man, is he dead. They don't get any deader."
S127: "Jack's corpse is slumped over the dashboard, with pieces of the steering
column sticking up through his back."
S128: "(front side)

BLACKIE'S MASSAGE PARLOR
Blackie Wilkins, proprietor
1511 Airport Road, Las Mesas

(back side)

massages:
$75, 1/2 hour
$125, one hour
Kristen $50 extra"
S129: "Your car is wonderfully sporty, a model of comfort, and the envy of your
peers. This car is, quite frankly, a piece of crap. But it does have one
advantage over your Mazonda. It works."
S130: "Jack's"
S131: "Your car is wonderfully sporty, a model of comfort, and the envy of your
peers. This car is, quite frankly, a piece of crap. It smells like a small
animal has crawled under one of the seats and died, the back seat is
upholstered with a beach towel, there's a tangled mess of loose wiring where
the radio should be, and every surface in the vehicle is disturbingly sticky.
But it does have one advantage over your Mazonda. It works."
S132: "The car's zipping along at a good eighty miles an hour. You can't
exactly wander off."
S133: "The car's zipping along at a good eighty miles an hour. You can't
exactly wander off."
S134: "Face like a slab of processed meat by-products left out in the sun too
long, haphazard hair plugs that look like he rubbed a glob of rubber cement on
his scalp and head-butted a cat, teeth so stained and discolored he must brush
them with molasses... you really picked yourself a winner this time, Trace."
S135: "Though it's unpleasantly hairy, and even more unpleasantly clammy, the
most unpleasant thing about Jack's hand is that he doesn't seem to have cleaned
his nails in the past few years."
S136: "You're sitting in it. Therefore you'd prefer not to examine the stains
on the upholstery all that closely."
S137: "It's covered by a beach towel, which in turn is covered by
unidentifiable stains."
S138: "the"
S139: "It's a bright orange metal stick that locks onto the steering wheel,
making the car impossible to turn and thus not worth stealing. You have no need
of one for your car since Daddy got an engine cut-off switch that arms
automatically and... hey, wait a minute..."
S140: "the"
S141: "Yup, they're keys all right."
S142: "You should always buckle your seatbelt as soon as you get in a car.
After all, it's not just a good idea -- it's the law."
S143: "They're off, obviously."
S144: "Alas, Jack's car is woefully bereft of tuneage."
S145: "Just looking at the air conditioning makes you yawn."
S146: "You trade sultry pouts with your reflection."
S147: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S148: "Someone seems to be under the impression that glove storage is a burning
need among today's motorists."
S149: "Ribbed for her pleasure."
S150: "a bunch of"
S151: "Some of these parking tickets date back to before you were born."
S152: "You were never crazy about Jack's car to begin with, but it's now
officially #1 on your list of the most loathsome places you've ever been."
S153: "You'll have to get out of the car first."
S154: "You were never especially keen on Jack, but in retrospect, you have to
admit he was significantly more appealing as a sleazy dirtbag than as a crazed
rapist."
S155: "Jack has you pinned to the seat, rendering you unable to keep him from
groping your breasts, which is intolerable enough, and licking your face, which
raises the distinct possibility that you'll never feel clean again."
S156: "You were never especially keen on Jack, but in retrospect, you have to
admit he was significantly more appealing as a sleazy dirtbag than as a crazed
rapist."
S157: "Jack's unconscious body is slumped over the dashboard."
S158: "Well, here you are out in the middle of the desert. It's reasonably cool
-- can't be more than a hundred ten degrees, tops -- but the vultures circling
overhead still don't seem to think very highly of your chances of survival.

When Jack pulled off the road, he headed due south. This would tend to suggest
that the freeway might lie off to the north. Since you have no idea whether
there's any other sign of civilization within fifty miles of here, you probably
ought to head north."
S159: "The freeway lies to the north, and you've been through too much today to
feel much like wandering aimlessly in the desert."
S160: "your"
S161: "Quite frankly, you would prefer never to see this vehicle again for the
rest of your life."
S162: "You shudder to think what Jack meant to do with this."
S163: "There's no ornament on it, if that's what you mean."
S164: "Hmm... no plates. Big shocker."
S165: "[British, eh? Well, Tracy's from the American Southwest, and for now,
you're Tracy. So get into character! What you call the "boot" is the "trunk",
and what you call the "bonnet" is the "hood". Oh, and those rubber things on
the wheels are "tires" -- nary a "y" in sight. Just be glad this game doesn't
have an elevator in it.]"
S166: "You're still in the desert. It's awfully pretty, but you have to admit
it's got a certain sameness to it."
S167: "The freeway lies to the north, and you've been through too much today to
feel much like wandering aimlessly in the desert."
S168: "You're still in the desert. It's awfully pretty, but you have to admit
it's got a certain sameness to it."
S169: "The freeway lies to the north, and you've been through too much today to
feel much like wandering aimlessly in the desert."
S170: "The two halves of the rattlesnake lie twitching in the dust."
S171: "The freeway lies to the north, and you've been through too much today to
feel much like wandering aimlessly in the desert."
S172: "After all you've been through, it's rather dismaying to find yourself
once again stranded on the eastbound side of Interstate Zero. On the other
hand, at least this time around there's an offramp visible to the east."
S173: "Route 999 is too far away to try to walk back."
S174: "Route 999 is too far away to try to walk back."
S175: "You've been through too much today to feel like wandering aimlessly in
the desert."
S176: "From top to bottom, the signs read:

INTERSTATE 0 EAST
JCT 911
Welcome to scenic SAN BURRO

You know for a fact that Route 911 and San Burro are east of your home town.
You must have passed your exit while you were asleep!"
S177: "Even way out here, this is bound to attract attention."
S178: "The thick clouds of black smoke are thick, black, cloudy, and smoky."
S179: "Hmm. Apparently you were mistaken about the disappearance of the
barbed-wire fences: there's one right here, barring you from the parking lot to
your north. However, it stops not too far to the east, where Route 911 runs
north and south."
S180: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S181: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S182: "Route 999 is too far away to try to walk back."
S183: "Route 999 is too far away to try to walk back."
S184: "From top to bottom, the signs read:

INTERSTATE 0 WEST
Now leaving SAN BURRO"
S185: "Route 911 is a thin strip of asphalt, one lane each way, running north
and south between Doogiah City and Las Mesas. There's a barbed-wire fence off
to the east, and a Taco Junta to the west."
S186: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S187: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S188: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S189: "One look at the sign and you change your mind."
S190: "One look at the sign and you change your mind."
S191: "From top to bottom, the signs read:

Now leaving SAN BURRO
Doogiah City 51 miles"
S192: "There is a signpost beside the northbound lane."
S193: "Route 911 is a thin strip of asphalt, one lane each way, running north
and south between Doogiah City and Las Mesas. There's a barbed-wire fence off
to the east, and a Taco Junta to the west."
S194: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S195: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S196: "Okay, see, you're trying to get home, and home's the other way."
S197: "Route 911 is a thin strip of asphalt, one lane each way, running north
and south between Doogiah City and Las Mesas. There's a barbed-wire fence off
to the east, and you can return to I-0 by going west."
S198: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S199: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S200: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S201: "Route 911 is a thin strip of asphalt, one lane each way, running north
and south between Doogiah City and Las Mesas. There's a barbed-wire fence off
to the east, and you can return to I-0 by going west."
S202: "Okay, see, you're trying to get home, and home's the other way."
S203: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S204: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S205: "One look at the sign and you change your mind."
S206: "One look at the sign and you change your mind."
S207: "From top to bottom, the signs read:

Now leaving SAN BURRO
Las Mesas 19 miles"
S208: "There is a signpost beside the southbound lane."
S209: "Only a chain as inescapable as Taco Junta would bother to put a
franchise in a flyspeck town like San Burro. Indeed, the Taco Junta franchise
is the only building in San Burro. Many observers have pointed out that at its
current rate of growth, there will be more Taco Junta franchises than there are
people on the earth inside of three years.

Right now you're standing in the parking lot. The franchise itself, festooned
with a banner, lies to the north; the drive-thru lane is on the western side of
the building, and Route 911 is off to the east."
S210: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S211: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S212: "The banner bears Taco Junta's slogan, "SOMETIMES YOU JUST FEEL LIKE A
TACO." How true that is, you think to yourself contemplatively."
S213: "It's a swinging door -- no need to worry about opening it or closing
it."
S214: "It's a banged-up but serviceable red Toyota pickup."
S215: "The only vehicle in the parking lot is a red Toyota pickup truck."
S216: "Amazingly, this shields the driver from the wind."
S217: "It's large enough to hold several people and/or any number of dogs."
S218: "Cain't drive a truck if it ain't got no cab. No sirree."
S219: "There's no ornament on it, if that's what you mean."
S220: "TRY-06XR"
S221: "It's a fairly generic pickup truck."
S222: "The drive-thru menu board blocks your path."
S223: "The drive-thru menu board blocks your path."
S224: "The drive-thru menu board blocks your path."
S225: "There's no door to the Taco Junta here."
S226: "There's no door to the Taco Junta here."
S227: "Amazingly, this shields the driver from the wind."
S228: "It's large enough to hold several people and/or any number of dogs."
S229: "Cain't drive a truck if it ain't got no cab. No sirree."
S230: "There's no ornament on it, if that's what you mean."
S231: "XYT-34QH"
S232: "You're standing in the narrow drive-thru lane of the Taco Junta. To the
east is the drive-thru window itself, to the west a barbed-wire fence."
S233: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S234: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S235: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S236: "You can't get into the Taco Junta through the window."
S237: "You can't get into the Taco Junta through the window."
S238: "It's tinted so you can't see through it."
S239: "It's a fairly generic pickup truck. This one's blue."
S240: "A blue pickup truck is stopped in front of the drive-thru window, engine
running."
S241: "Amazingly, this shields the driver from the wind."
S242: "It's large enough to hold several people and/or any number of dogs."
S243: "Cain't drive a truck if it ain't got no cab. No sirree."
S244: "There's no ornament on it, if that's what you mean."
S245: "KDC-67XH"
S246: "You're standing in the narrow drive-thru lane of the Taco Junta, which
curves back to the southwest and joins Route 911 to the east."
S247: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S248: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S249: "The door to the Taco Junta is on the other side of the building."
S250: "You've been in about a hundred thousand Taco Junta franchises over the
years; you even have friends that work there. This one looks exactly like every
other Taco Junta you've ever seen: same menu board hanging over the counter,
same trash receptacles, same day-old tacos racked up in the back. The only
difference is that this one's emptier: there are no customers."
S251: "The only way out of this place is the door to the south."
S252: "The menu board is full of pictures of moodily-lit tacos with prices
superimposed on them. Since everything costs more than $0.00, you can't afford
any of it."
S253: "The actual trash can itself is hidden inside an outer casing which
features a flap bearing the words "THANK YOU!" in big letters and the word
"!GRACIAS!" underneath."
S254: "The tacos were prepared quite some time ago and have been waiting
patiently for someone to order them. They'll be waiting for a while."
S255: "It's a particularly grotesque shade of orange."
S256: "She looks like a typical Taco Junta server: fifteen years old, far more
interested in the gum she's chewing than in dealing with customers, with no
idea that there's such a thing as a $2 bill."
S257: "The one server working today is lounging behind the counter, chewing
gum."
S258: "It's hard to get a good look, it being in the server's mouth and all."
S259: "A taco is a crispy corn tortilla shell filled with spiced ground beef
and usually some cheese, lettuce, chopped tomato, sour cream, and so forth.
This one, however, appears to be made of some sort of space-age polymer."
S260: "He's got to be at least in his sixties, probably in his seventies. In
any event, he seems harmless enough."
S261: "It's an old beat-up tow truck with few of the creature comforts: no A/C,
a bench seat made of ripped vinyl, an AM-only radio with no CD player or tape
deck. But it does have one advantage over your Mazonda. It works."
S262: "You're in an old beat-up tow truck with few of the creature comforts: no
A/C, a bench seat made of ripped vinyl, an AM-only radio with no CD player or
tape deck. But it does have one advantage over your Mazonda. It works."
S263: "You'll have to get out of the tow truck first."
S264: "The vinyl's all ripped up."
S265: "You should always buckle your seatbelt as soon as you get in a car.
After all, it's not just a good idea -- it's the law."
S266: "They're off, obviously."
S267: "It's AM-only. Is that bizarre or what?"
S268: "You trade sultry pouts with your reflection."
S269: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S270: "Someone seems to be under the impression that glove storage is a burning
need among today's motorists."
S271: ""Fried-Out Pork Fat With Skin Attached!" declares the package. This is
the most appealing way they could think of to advertise this product."
S272: "You have no idea what you're looking at or how it works."
S273: "BAT-62NN"
S274: "You're riding to an auto shop in an old beat-up tow truck with few of
the creature comforts: no A/C, a bench seat made of ripped vinyl, an AM-only
radio with no CD player or tape deck. But it does have one advantage over your
Mazonda. It works."
S275: "The truck's zipping along at a good fifty miles an hour. You can't
exactly wander off."
S276: "The truck's zipping along at a good fifty miles an hour. You can't
exactly wander off."
S277: "the"
S278: "The key's in it."
S279: "Yup, it's a key all right."
S280: "They're off, obviously."
S281: "It's AM-only. Is that bizarre or what?"
S282: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S283: "He's got to be at least in his sixties, probably in his seventies. In
any event, he seems harmless enough."
S284: "Interstate Zero lies to the north, running east and west. To the south
is the parking lot to Fred's Quality Auto Repair."
S285: "You briefly start trudging down the road, but something makes you
reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling overhead."
S286: "You briefly start trudging down the road, but something makes you
reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling overhead."
S287: "INTERSTATE 0 EAST"
S288: "Interstate Zero lies to the south, running east and west. Beyond it is
the parking lot to Fred's Quality Auto Repair."
S289: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S290: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S291: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S292: "You briefly start trudging down the road, but something makes you
reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling overhead."
S293: "You briefly start trudging down the road, but something makes you
reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling overhead."
S294: "INTERSTATE 0 WEST"
S295: "You're standing in the empty parking lot of Fred's Quality Auto Repair.
I-0 lies to the north, the garage to the south. To the southeast is Fred's
office."
S296: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S297: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S298: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S299: "Fred glares at you. "Quit lookin' at me like that!" he says."
S300: "Nasty habit."
S301: "The picture on the calendar might be more appealing if it didn't look
like a color copy of a Polaroid."
S302: "Yup, it's a file cabinet all right."
S303: "The desk looks like it was rescued from the dumpster behind a used
furniture store, but it's still a perfectly functional desk."
S304: "It looks like a regular phone, though Fred has assured you that you
can't make calls on it."
S305: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S306: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S307: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S308: "The only part of the instrument panel that catches your attention is a
pair of buttons: a red one marked "RAISE" and a blue one marked "LOWER.""
S309: "It's marked "RAISE.""
S310: "It's marked "LOWER.""
S311: "It's one of those adjustable poles that allows mechanics to examine the
underside of cars without crawling underneath them. You can't see any way to
raise or lower it, unless it has something to do with the instrument panel
mounted on the wall."
S312: "your"
S313: "You've seen more of the underside of your car in the past few hours than
you had in the five months you've owned it."
S314: "He looks like he could be Larry's younger brother -- in fact, he
probably IS Larry's younger brother."
S315: "A grease-stained mechanic, wearing a jacket with an embroidered patch
reading "EARL," is sound asleep in the corner."
S316: "Earl
s"
S317: "The embroidered patch on the jacket reads "EARL.""
S318: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S319: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S320: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S321: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S322: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S323: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S324: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S325: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S326: "He's got to be at least in his sixties, probably in his seventies. In
any event, he seems harmless enough."
S327: "Larry is busy polishing his truck. That's not a euphemism -- he's
literally wiping his truck down with a towel."
S328: "Hey, you sass that hoopy Larry? There's a frood who really knows where
his towel is."
S329: "Here you are in Willowbutton, a town which seems to consist entirely of
the gas station across the street to your north. I-0 runs east and west."
S330: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S331: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S332: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S333: "You briefly start trudging down the road, but something makes you
reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling overhead."
S334: "You briefly start trudging down the road, but something makes you
reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling overhead."
S335: "From top to bottom, the signs read:

INTERSTATE 0 EAST
Welcome to Willowbutton
YCTA Bus Stop Rt 22"
S336: "This patch of asphalt is more than just a parking lot: there's a gas
pump out front. The mini-mart that makes up the "-n-Food" part of the equation
lies to the north, with a pay phone attached to the front of the building. I-0
lies to the south, running east and west."
S337: "You briefly start trudging down the road, but something makes you
reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling overhead."
S338: "You briefly start trudging down the road, but something makes you
reconsider. Maybe it's the vultures circling overhead."
S339: "It's a swinging door -- no need to worry about opening it or closing
it."
S340: "It's a suprisingly modern gas pump, complete with a digital readout and
a slot for credit cards. Most of the gas pumps on I-0 are fifty years old and
dispense gasoline with an octane rating of about twelve."
S341: "It's a giant Buick with enormous fins and a grill that stretches halfway
to the next county. No wonder Josh and Noah ran out of gas: this boat probably
gets three miles to the gallon."
S342: "He's about your age, and reasonably cute: he looks sort of like a little
kid, with pink cheeks that make it look like he just came in from playing in
the snow."
S343: "It's an awfully pitiful selection. HE should be paying YOU to take them
off his hands."
S344: "There is a bottle of delicious, refreshing Genericola Classic here."
S345: "The windows and windshield are splattered with half the world's bug
population."
S346: "There's no ornament on it, if that's what you mean."
S347: "COZ-89BY"
S348: "[British, eh? Well, Tracy's from the American Southwest, and for now,
you're Tracy. So get into character! What you call the "boot" is the "trunk",
and what you call the "bonnet" is the "hood". Oh, and those rubber things on
the wheels are "tires" -- nary a "y" in sight. Just be glad this game doesn't
have an elevator in it.]"
S349: "It's got most everything a pay phone should have: a coin slot, a coin
return knob, buttons... everything but a receiver, which seems to have been
yanked out of the wall. The metal cord dangles lifelessly to the ground."
S350: "There are twelve buttons. Clearly, this phone was not drawn by Rob
Liefeld."
S351: "Yup, it's a coin slot all right."
S352: "Yup, it's a coin return knob all right."
S353: "Like an umbilical cord without a fetus at the end, the metal cord
extends from the wall to nowhere in particular."
S354: "There isn't much to speak of behind Ed's Cheep Gas-n-Food, just a
dumpster. That must be why it isn't mentioned in any of Dorado's tourism
guides."
S355: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S356: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S357: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S358: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S359: "There's a barbed-wire fence in your way."
S360: "The entrance to Ed's is on the other side of the building."
S361: "It's big, it's green, it's easily seen, it hasn't been emptied since you
were thirteen."
S362: "This is a rather poorly-stocked mini-mart, with nothing more than the
occasional can of soup dotting the shelves. There is a beverage case, though,
and there's a bathroom in the back. (Translation: to the north.)"
S363: "Ah, convenience store furniture. I could go on about it all day. But I
won't."
S364: "Ed's owned the gas station for twenty-six years now, though there's no
way you could tell that just by looking at him. So, please, don't let that
figure into any of your decisions if you want to play fair."
S365: "Ed himself glares at you from behind the front counter."
S366: ""Split Pea with Liver." And if that's not bad enough, it expired in
1978."
S367: "Yup, it's a door all right."
S368: "The fancy lettering on the label says "DIET GENERICOLA"; there's a
little blurb on it that says "Genericola supports public transportation! Peel
off this label -- it's good for a ride on the YCTA!""
S369: "The fancy lettering on the label says "GENERICOLA"; there's a little
blurb on it that says "Genericola supports public transportation! Peel off this
label -- it's good for a ride on the YCTA!""
S370: "The fancy lettering on the label says "GENERICOLA"; there's a little
blurb on it that says "Genericola supports public transportation! Peel off this
label -- it's good for a ride on the YCTA!""
S371: "It's a long bus with squarish lines -- about as aerodynamic as a cow
crossed with an office building. The sign in the window reads "Rt 22 NEW
GRANADA.""
S372: "A bus idles here, single-handedly assuring another Stage One smog
alert."
S373: "If you think I-0 has taken a lot out of you over the past few hours,
imagine what you'd look like if you had to travel back and forth over it again
and again every single day. Add two hundred pounds and you've got this bus
driver."
S374: "The driver sits inside the bus, drumming her fingers on the steering
wheel."
S375: "He's even cuter when he's asleep."
S376: "Josh is lying here sound asleep, more exhausted than he's ever been in
his life."
S377: "After all you went through getting here you're going to just run off?
Perish the thought!"
S378: "The porch and front walk were repaved, oh, almost fifteen years ago now;
while the cement was still wet, Mom decided the house needed a personal touch,
and to this day, the front porch bears two tiny handprints marked "TREVOR, AGE
6" and "TRACY, AGE 3.""
S379: "It plays 'Windsor Chimes' when you ring it, which was cool the first
couple of times, eight years ago. But times change."
S380: "Big, imposing, made of rosewood."
S381: "This is your bedroom. It became yours when you were barely old enough to
walk; it's still yours today, the day you legally become a woman. But looking
at the posters on your walls, the stuffed animals sitting placidly on your
bookshelf, the canopy over your bed, the harrowing and/or sordid events of the
day before seem like they happened decades ago, while Mom coming in to wake you
up for your first day of kindergarten, finding a quarter under your pillow
after losing your first tooth, getting dressed up for your first date -- these
things feel like they all happened yesterday."
S382: "This side of it is blank. The other side has a sign on it that says
"PLEASE WAIT TO BE SEATED," which you stole the day you quit your summer job
seating people at The Olive Torito."
S383: "your"
S384: "It's a four-poster with a frilly canopy on top. Unlike the one in your
dorm room, no one besides you has ever slept in this bed."
S385: "your"
S386: "It's more of a zoo than a bookshelf these days."
S387: "your"
S388: "There's Pang, the penguin, and Rackedy, the raccoon, and Tveet, the
chicken, and about a dozen others."
S389: "your"
S390: "Well, in the order you put them up, there's a poster of a unicorn from
back when you couldn't get enough of unicorns, and one of a boy named Corey
from back when you couldn't get enough of boys named Corey, and then posters of
a whole bunch of bands."
S391: "your"
S392: "It's just a chair."
S393: "your"
S394: "It's a comfortable terry-cloth bathrobe, perfect for chilly mornings."
S395: "Your bathrobe is draped over a nearby chair. (It is a bit chilly.)"
S396: "your"
S397: "It's just a desk, though it does have your initials carved into it."
S398: "It's a small box wrapped in shiny paper, tied with a red ribbon."
S399: "A present is waiting for you on your desk."
S400: " Volkswagen "
S401: " Datsun "
S402: " Subaru "
S403: "read"
S404: "apply 'ofclass' for"
S405: ""name""
S406: ""create""
S407: ""recreate""
S408: ""destroy""
S409: ""remaining""
S410: ""copy""
S411: ""call""
S412: ""print""
S413: ""print_to_array""
S414: ""before""
S415: ""after""
S416: ""life""
S417: ""n_to/door_to""
S418: ""s_to/when_closed/when_off""
S419: ""e_to/with_key""
S420: ""w_to/door_dir""
S421: ""ne_to/react_before""
S422: ""se_to/add_to_scope""
S423: ""nw_to/react_after""
S424: ""sw_to/list_together""
S425: ""u_to/invent""
S426: ""d_to/plural""
S427: ""in_to/grammar""
S428: ""out_to/orders""
S429: ""initial/when_open/when_on""
S430: ""description""
S431: ""describe""
S432: ""article""
S433: ""cant_go""
S434: ""found_in""
S435: ""time_left""
S436: ""number""
S437: ""time_out/daemon""
S438: ""each_turn""
S439: ""capacity""
S440: ""short_name""
S441: ""parse_name""
S442: ""nearroad""

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