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STARTING_ROOM       2
TREASURE_ROOM       3000
RESURRECTION_ROOM   2
MAX_LIVES           3
MAXIMUM_SCORE           1020

------------- Start of Room Definitions -------------
ROOM 2
 Entrance
   NORTH              3  <- Lobby
   EAST               5  <- East Sidewalk
   WEST               4  <- West Sidewalk
END_ROOM 2

ROOM_DESCR 2	{Entrance}
This is the entrance to the Richard Aloysius Thompson Honoris                  
Institute of Oncology, Molecular Gastro-Enterology, Genetic                    
Pathology, and a lot of other things strictly kept on paper.                   
Incidentally, it's also where you work. The main gate leads                    
north, and there is a sidewalk on either side of you.                          
END_ROOM_DESCR 2

HELP 2	{Entrance}
Your Great-Uncle Horatio was fond of saying : "If the mountain                 
does not come to Mohammed, we shall have to take Mohammed to                   
the mountain". But I'm not quite sure if he was referring to                   
doctor-patient relationships.                                                  
END_HELP_DESCR 2

ROOM 3
 Lobby
   NORTH              6  <- Main Corridor
   SOUTH              2  <- Entrance
END_ROOM 3

ROOM_DESCR 3	{Lobby}
This was pompously referred to by the Institute's (never call it               
a hospital, please) Managing Executive Director, Adolf.A.White,                
as "the central nervous system of this glorious building". Right               
now, however, it resembles the large intestine of a person with                
long-standing constipation. Rows and rows of boring people with                
extremely boring people hang around, looking more for attention                
than for carbamezapine. You can go any way you want.                           
END_ROOM_DESCR 3

HELP 3	{Lobby}
Lobbying is seldom a useful activity.                                          
(And in case you're curious, the A. in the Director's name                     
DOES stand for "Aryan". So sue him.)                                           
END_HELP_DESCR 3

ROOM 4
 West Sidewalk
   NORTH              152  <- Lecture Hall
   SOUTH              150  <- Mystery Block
   EAST               2  <- Entrance
   UP                 151  <- Radiology Block
END_ROOM 4

ROOM_DESCR 4	{West Sidewalk}
This totally nondescript corner of the sidewalk is noteworth                   
only for the fact that it leads you on to three of the most                    
important blocks in the Hosp...sorry, Institute. A stairway                    
leads up to the Department of Radiology, ahead of you is a                     
classroom you were supposed to be in (as professor), and                       
south is the Magical Mystery Block....no one knows what goes                   
on in here.                                                                    
END_ROOM_DESCR 4

HELP 4	{West Sidewalk}
Who want to teach a bunch of squabbling medical students?                      
END_HELP_DESCR 4

ROOM 5
 East Sidewalk
   EAST               30  <- End Of The Road
   WEST               2  <- Entrance
END_ROOM 5

ROOM_DESCR 5	{East Sidewalk}
This part of the sidewalk encircling the Hospit....sorry,                      
(500 expletives deleted) INSTITUTE continues further east,                     
if you're interested. The view from here is magnificent ever                   
since they cut down all those silly trees to make way                          
for a huge office for the Director.                                            
END_ROOM_DESCR 5

HELP 5	{East Sidewalk}
Looks like a good place to take your girlfriend for a walk,                    
doesn't it?                                                                    
END_HELP_DESCR 5

ROOM 6
 Main Corridor
   NORTH              7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
   SOUTH              3  <- Lobby
   EAST               40  <- Department of Biochemical Obst
   WEST               41  <- Robotic Bypass Department
END_ROOM 6

ROOM_DESCR 6	{Main Corridor}
This is one of the principal arteries (ha, ha, nice medical                    
pun there) of the Institute (whew, got it right this <expletive                
deleted> time), leading onto several units that aren't, for once,              
there for show. East is the Institute of Biochemical Obstetrics,               
West is the Centre for Robotic Bypass Surgery, and north is more               
of the same artery.                                                            
END_ROOM_DESCR 6

HELP 6	{Main Corridor}
Better make sure you're qualified before butting into high-                    
profile units like that one...you've already got twelve malpractice            
suits (and a few other things) to deter you.                                   
END_HELP_DESCR 6

ROOM 7
 Main Corridor (middle)
   NORTH              8  <- Main Corridor (END)
   SOUTH              6  <- Main Corridor
   EAST               60  <- Auditorium
   WEST               61  <- Physical Examination Hall
   NORTHEAST          62  <- Terminal Care
   NORTHWEST          63  <- Neurology
   SOUTHEAST          64  <- Doctors' Lounge
   SOUTHWEST          65  <- Department of Genetics
   UP                 70  <- Hallway
END_ROOM 7

ROOM_DESCR 7	{Main Corridor (middle)}
Still embolizing along the same artery, and looking for a place to impact,     
more buildings surround you; directly on either side of you are the            
Surgical Examination Hall (left) and Clinical Demonstration Auditorium         
(right); the Terminal Care and Neurology rooms lie to your northeast           
and northwest, and the doctors' lounge and the genetics department             
lie to your southeast and southwest. A staircase also leads up, but            
you're not exactly sure where.                                                 
END_ROOM_DESCR 7

HELP 7	{Main Corridor (middle)}
If you've got a blindfold, tie it around your eyes, spin around,               
and go into whichever room you point to at the end.                            
Besides......                                                                  
"Be Prepared!" - Lord Robert Baden-Powell.                                     
END_HELP_DESCR 7

ROOM 8
 Main Corridor (END)
   SOUTH              7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
   NORTHEAST          80  <- Plastic Surgery Dept.
   NORTHWEST          81  <- Director's Office
   DOWN               90  <- Basement
END_ROOM 8

ROOM_DESCR 8	{Main Corridor (END)}
Yup, that's all there is to this corridor, Bill. Nothing interesting here      
except a plush carpet - and you hear a voice in the distance that, once        
again, chills your spine. The Cosmetic Surgery room lies northeast, and        
- ironically - the man who needs it the most, Director White, has HIS          
office directly opposite it. A staircase leads down.....hopefully, you         
think, into the dungeons of doom and not the Department of Hepatic             
Surgery.                                                                       
END_ROOM_DESCR 8

HELP 8	{Main Corridor (END)}
Sorry about that "Dungeons of Doom" crack, Bill.....we were just               
thinking about great Inform games of yore. Anyway, do you really need          
a facelift?                                                                    
END_HELP_DESCR 8

ROOM 30
 End Of The Road
   WEST               5  <- East Sidewalk
   NORTHEAST          31  <- Institute of Pharmacology
END_ROOM 30

ROOM_DESCR 30	{End Of The Road}
End of the road. This is about as far as you're going to get on                
foot, though I suppose if you had a car you could drive on, far,               
far away, towards the big city lights. Northeast lies the                      
Pharmacology Laboratory, if you're feeling suicidal. Otherwise,                
get back to where you came from                                                
END_ROOM_DESCR 30

HELP 30	{End Of The Road}
"What are you running from,                                                    
 Taking pills to get along,                                                    
 Creating walls to call your own?"                                             
                                                                               
                       - Pearl Jam, "All Those Yesterdays"                     
                                                                               
"Can't you read the signs?"                                                    
                                                                               
                        - Tesla, "Signs"                                       
END_HELP_DESCR 30

ROOM 31
 Institute of Pharmacology
   SOUTHWEST          30  <- End Of The Road
END_ROOM 31

ROOM_DESCR 31	{Institute of Pharmacology}
This is the first part of the Pharmacology block, where medical                
representatives, visiting lecturers and hangers-on alike all                   
wait for appointments, lectures or nothing in particular. It's                 
currently empty - you wonder why - and there is a small table and chair        
where the receptionist (if (s)he were actually present) would                  
probably sit. All around are benches; beyond a placard saying                  
"TOXIC CHEMICALS - UNAUTHORIZED PERSONNEL PROHIBITED", there                   
is a passage leading north into the rest of the block - but the                
building is closed for renovation, so don't try going north just               
to see what happens.                                                           
END_ROOM_DESCR 31

HELP 31	{Institute of Pharmacology}
' Never eat a pill when it doesn't say "Eat Me"'.                              
                                        - Alice Liddell.                       
END_HELP_DESCR 31

ROOM 40
 Department of Biochemical Obst
   NORTH              43  <- Accouchement Hall
   WEST               6  <- Main Corridor
END_ROOM 40

ROOM_DESCR 40	{Department of Biochemical Obst}
In case you've ever wondered how biomolecules and babies could                 
ever coexist in the same department, put away your worries. Using              
the latest equipment, scientists here synthesize endorphins,                   
enkephalins, 5-HT-1A agonists, and everything else to relieve                  
pain during what was famously referred to as "the birthing                     
process" - not for the sake of the patients but to protect                     
their failing eardrums. The rest of the block lies to the north.               
END_ROOM_DESCR 40

HELP 40	{Department of Biochemical Obst}
"I have nothing to declare but my genius"                                      
                                 - Quentin.D.Thompson                          
(with apologies to Oscar Wilde)                                                
END_HELP_DESCR 40

ROOM 41
 Robotic Bypass Department
   EAST               6  <- Main Corridor
   SOUTHWEST          42  <- Robotic O.T.
END_ROOM 41

ROOM_DESCR 41	{Robotic Bypass Department}
Move over, Theodore Billroth. XOXO-54, the world's first surgeon               
without a human brain (though many of your patients would argue                
that you were the first), can perform any operation without fumbling.          
The main theatre is over to the southwest - here, there are merely             
rows of CD-ROMS covering everything from enlarged prostates to                 
quadruple bypasses, that XOXO uses to - er - steel himself.                    
END_ROOM_DESCR 41

HELP 41	{Robotic Bypass Department}
Aren't you getting a little unreasonable here? I mean, this game               
is easy. It isn't like, say, "The Incredible Adventures Of Stiffy              
Makane". So stop whining for help in a place where it isn't even               
<expletives deleted> required.                                                 
If you didn't understand that, go southwest.                                   
END_HELP_DESCR 41

ROOM 42
 Robotic O.T.
   NORTHEAST          41  <- Robotic Bypass Department
END_ROOM 42

ROOM_DESCR 42	{Robotic O.T.}
This is the operating theatre where XOXO performs every '-ectomy'              
under the sun, guided by his CD-ROM instructions. It looks clean,              
aseptic - in brief, the Ideal Operating Environment. Shelves full              
of tincture, disinfectant, diazepam, ketamine.......trolleys                   
stacked with neat instruments......a surgeon's dream come true.                
END_ROOM_DESCR 42

HELP 42	{Robotic O.T.}
"Welcome, my son,                                                              
 Welcome.......to the machine....."                                            
                                                                               
                                - Pink Floyd, "Welcome to the Machine"         
END_HELP_DESCR 42

ROOM 43
 Accouchement Hall
   SOUTH              40  <- Department of Biochemical Obst
END_ROOM 43

ROOM_DESCR 43	{Accouchement Hall}
Frankly speaking, this department doesn't have the greatest reputation         
on earth. This is chiefly because while it is one thing to demonstrate         
that 5-methoxy d-thioseryl opioid derivatives cause total analgesia during     
rat parturition, proving it in practice is a risky business. No wonder         
all the expectant mothers of Anywhere have opted for the Community             
Hospital and good old epidural anaesthesia. There are five beds here,          
that - judging from the dust on them - were probably made 5 months ago.        
The whole effect is eerily reminescent of a ghost town. No instruments,        
no kidney trays, no doctors. (Until yourself, that is.)                        
END_ROOM_DESCR 43

HELP 43	{Accouchement Hall}
The applications of this room are far, far away - or should I say              
up, up and away?                                                               
END_HELP_DESCR 43

ROOM 50
 Office
   WEST               3  <- Lobby
   POINTS             15
END_ROOM 50

ROOM_DESCR 50	{Office}
You stare in horror at your office. Papers have been strewn all                
over the floor, disgusting Hero Coffee has been spilt all over the             
table - including the blotter that your cousin sent you from                   
Namibia - and your favourite chair has capsized. You wonder what               
kind of sadistic jerk has done this.                                           
END_ROOM_DESCR 50

HELP 50	{Office}
Wow! Looks like we got a case on our hands! Start taking history,              
Bill, and then get on to the physical.                                         
END_HELP_DESCR 50

ROOM 60
 Auditorium
   WEST               7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
END_ROOM 60

ROOM_DESCR 60	{Auditorium}
Rows and rows of bored students usually sit here, waiting eagerly for some     
professor to relieve their misery. You realize that this was probably          
old Dr. Hammett's lecture on physiology. He was probably the most              
crashing bore in the Institute until he started lecturing without              
referring to Hilton's Manual of Victorian Science.                             
END_ROOM_DESCR 60

HELP 60	{Auditorium}
"Teaching is a vocation; medicine is a profession; both pasted together        
 are a <several expletives deleted> pain in the neck."                         
                                         - Dr. Harry Hammett, M.D.             
END_HELP_DESCR 60

ROOM 61
 Physical Examination Hall
   EAST               7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
END_ROOM 61

ROOM_DESCR 61	{Physical Examination Hall}
Minimalist. That's the only word to describe this room. But it sure does       
serve its purpose.                                                             
END_ROOM_DESCR 61

HELP 61	{Physical Examination Hall}
"Doctor Bill went over the hill                                                
 And broke his funny bone....                                                  
 A doctor needs an iron will                                                   
 To leave the well alone."                                                     
                                - Quentin.D.Thompson.                          
END_HELP_DESCR 61

ROOM 62
 Terminal Care
   SOUTHWEST          7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
END_ROOM 62

ROOM_DESCR 62	{Terminal Care}
This used to be a place where people born too early for molecular or           
genetic cures, or computer-assisted microsurgery could rest a while and        
die in peace. Used to be.                                                      
Now, it's more like the funeral of an extremely well-loved (or well-hated)     
senior citizen; it's full of Compassion Service Workers (CSWs) whose sole      
occupation seems to be imitating the mourners and keeners at the average       
Irish wake. Two posters decorate opposite walls, both depicting an empty       
syringe. The first says "SAY NO!" and bears a burning cross, and the           
second says "SAY YES!" surrounded by a wreath of flowers....they look          
like dahlias, or is it clovers you're thinking of? At least it's sterile       
and antiseptically clean.                                                      
END_ROOM_DESCR 62

HELP 62	{Terminal Care}
                                                                               
"If it looks like a clover, your trouble's over;                               
 if it looks like a dahlia, it's surely a failure."                            
                                                                               
                                - Bailey and Love,                             
                                  A Short Practice of Surgery.                 
                                                                               
(describing the final appearance of an operation for haemorrhoids)             
                                                                               
END_HELP_DESCR 62

ROOM 63
 Neurology
   SOUTHEAST          7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
END_ROOM 63

ROOM_DESCR 63	{Neurology}
This is the place where you belong - Neurology. Your favourite                 
subject. Your lifelong passion. Your reason for living. In short,              
all the things Dr. Rice is NOT! This is just a sort of antechamber             
where you gaze at people's pupils, test their reflexes, and use                
milligram quantities of edrophonium to check for myasthenia                    
gravis. The Neurology Operating Theatre is to the north.                       
END_ROOM_DESCR 63

HELP 63	{Neurology}
                                                                               
Major clue here, Bill, if you're smart enough to pick it up:                   
                                                                               
  Tears can blind. But they don't blind absolutely.                            
                                                                               
END_HELP_DESCR 63

ROOM 64
 Doctors' Lounge
   NORTHWEST          7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
END_ROOM 64

ROOM_DESCR 64	{Doctors' Lounge}
In theory, this is a place where doctors can relax, unwind,                    
swap gynaecologist jokes, have an orange juice or two, or                      
basically be themselves.                                                       
However, in medicine, theory and practice don't often coincide.                
It looks comfortable enough, though. But rather empty.                         
END_ROOM_DESCR 64

HELP 64	{Doctors' Lounge}
                                                                               
 "So tell me, baby,                                                            
  when I look in your eyes,                                                    
  is that you, baby,                                                           
  or just a brilliant disguise?"                                               
                                                                               
                        - Bruce Springsteen, "Brilliant Disguise"              
                                                                               
END_HELP_DESCR 64

ROOM 65
 Department of Genetics
   WEST               66  <- Genetic Counselling
   NORTHEAST          7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
END_ROOM 65

ROOM_DESCR 65	{Department of Genetics}
Maybe because there are never any patients larger than a slide                 
or a smear here, there's an air of tranquility that never leaves               
the Genetics block. Microscopes, stains, DNA sequencers, computers,            
servers.....Technological medicine never had it so good. The                   
rest of the room lies west.                                                    
END_ROOM_DESCR 65

HELP 65	{Department of Genetics}
"I have nothing, really, against test-tube babies" is what                     
Pope John Paul I (remember him?) is reported to have said.                     
If he'd seen this place, he would have no doubt whatsoever.                    
END_HELP_DESCR 65

ROOM 66
 Genetic Counselling
   EAST               65  <- Department of Genetics
END_ROOM 66

ROOM_DESCR 66	{Genetic Counselling}
Remember those parts where the doctor, poker-faced, assembles                  
the family and tells them : "I'm sorry, your husband/father/                   
brother has incurable AIDS/cancer/tuberculosis?" just for the                  
sadistic pleasure of watching them flood his room? Well, this                  
room is where the dirty work is done for neonatal diseases.                    
Fancy telling someone : "Excuse me, folks, your kid has                        
trisomy 18 and cystic fibrosis?" Naturally, the atmosphere                     
is cheerful here.                                                              
END_ROOM_DESCR 66

HELP 66	{Genetic Counselling}
Have you ever wondered how it would feel if someone were to                    
give you the bad news for a change?                                            
END_HELP_DESCR 66

ROOM 70
 Hallway
   SOUTH              71  <- Upstairs Corridor
   DOWN               7  <- Main Corridor (middle)
END_ROOM 70

ROOM_DESCR 70	{Hallway}
This long hallway, decorated by several rows of flowers,                       
(dahlias featuring prominently) leads the way into the                         
- er - 'dark side' of the Institute. It continues south.                       
END_ROOM_DESCR 70

HELP 70	{Hallway}
"Throughout the soft and timeless days of August                               
 'Til now the shadows begin to grow much longer                                
 The sunset's fire has deepened blood red                                      
 I give you this, the last rose of summer...."                                 
                          - Judas Priest, "The Last Rose Of Summer"            
END_HELP_DESCR 70

ROOM 71
 Upstairs Corridor
   NORTH              70  <- Hallway
   SOUTH              76  <- End Of Corridor
   EAST               72  <- Molecular Gastroenterology
   WEST               73  <- Clinical Hepatology Ward
   NORTHEAST          74  <- Storage Room
END_ROOM 71

ROOM_DESCR 71	{Upstairs Corridor}
The corridor leading off the stairs has openings - dimly illuminated,          
and programmed to open on recognising any registered members of the            
Institute's Staff - east, west, and northeast. It continues further south      
into darkness. In the distance you can hear voices singing.                    
END_ROOM_DESCR 71

HELP 71	{Upstairs Corridor}
I strongly suggest, Bill, that you make sure you leave no stone                
unturned before proceeding further in this part of the building.               
END_HELP_DESCR 71

ROOM 72
 Molecular Gastroenterology
   WEST               71  <- Upstairs Corridor
END_ROOM 72

ROOM_DESCR 72	{Molecular Gastroenterology}
One of the prime reasons for the Institute's fame, this is a squeaky-          
clean room full of electron microscopes where - by analysing the pattern       
of microvilli on an intestinal biopsy specimen - specialists can               
diagnose anything from Whipple's disease to tropical sprue.                    
END_ROOM_DESCR 72

HELP 72	{Molecular Gastroenterology}
"Gastroenterology requires considerable guts."                                 
                                          - Adolf.A.White.                     
END_HELP_DESCR 72

ROOM 73
 Clinical Hepatology Ward
   NORTH              75  <- Hepatological O.T.
   EAST               71  <- Upstairs Corridor
END_ROOM 73

ROOM_DESCR 73	{Clinical Hepatology Ward}
You feel kind of queasy about entering the Clinical Hepatology wing,           
and your eyes dart around nervously like a WWII sniper searching for           
the whites of Dr. Rice's eyes - pity, you don't have a gun. Well, it           
has a nice enough colour scheme (pale pink) to go with the yellow              
complexion of most of the patients. The Operating Theatre lies off             
to the north.......are you sure you want to go in there?                       
END_ROOM_DESCR 73

HELP 73	{Clinical Hepatology Ward}
Patient : "Doctor, doctor, how long will I live?"                              
                                                                               
Doctor : "Actually, my man, it depends on the liver."                          
END_HELP_DESCR 73

ROOM 74
 Storage Room
   SOUTHWEST          71  <- Upstairs Corridor
END_ROOM 74

ROOM_DESCR 74	{Storage Room}
Just your average storage room, where surgical supplies are kept, and          
where orderlies rule the roost. You don't really belong in here.               
END_ROOM_DESCR 74

HELP 74	{Storage Room}
                                                                               
"Don't need a bandage, there's too much.....blood!"                            
                                        - Pearl Jam, "Whipping."               
END_HELP_DESCR 74

ROOM 75
 Hepatological O.T.
   SOUTH              73  <- Clinical Hepatology Ward
END_ROOM 75

ROOM_DESCR 75	{Hepatological O.T.}
"Zero hour", you think, and mumble a few Pater Nosters under your breath.      
                                                                               
Yes, this is it. You're about to beard the enemy in its (actually,             
her) own den...Oh, yes, where was I? The room description. This looks          
like any other operating theatre, except that the only incisons used           
are either percutaneous or right paramedian. Surgeons and orderlies            
dash around, chopping livers up, resecting gall-bladders and                   
falciform ligaments, suturing.....the entire activity goes on under            
a symbolically yellow light.                                                   
END_ROOM_DESCR 75

HELP 75	{Hepatological O.T.}
Brush up on your operating technique before proceeding here.                   
END_HELP_DESCR 75

ROOM 76
 End Of Corridor
   NORTH              71  <- Upstairs Corridor
   SOUTH              77  <- Lounge
   WEST               78  <- Patients' Library
END_ROOM 76

ROOM_DESCR 76	{End Of Corridor}
This is the end of the short upstairs corridor. The sound of music             
seems to grow even louder, and you can hear the additional jarring             
sound of a television. There is a dark room further south, and                 
a diverticulum of the corridor leads west.                                     
END_ROOM_DESCR 76

HELP 76	{End Of Corridor}
"Was it you, was it me?                                                        
 Did I watch too much T.V.?"                                                   
                          - Pink Floyd, "The Post-War Dream"                   
END_HELP_DESCR 76

ROOM 77
 Lounge
   NORTH              76  <- End Of Corridor
END_ROOM 77

ROOM_DESCR 77	{Lounge}
Your pulse starts to veer wildly as you enter the darkened lounge...in         
one corner a television is playing reruns of "Picket Fences". Is it just       
your imagination, or is there really a shadowy figure in the sofa opposite     
the T.V.?                                                                      
END_ROOM_DESCR 77

HELP 77	{Lounge}
I don't understand what the word 'HELP' means.                                 
(Ha, ha, just having my little joke. Don't bother.)                            
END_HELP_DESCR 77

ROOM 78
 Patients' Library
   EAST               76  <- End Of Corridor
END_ROOM 78

ROOM_DESCR 78	{Patients' Library}
This was one of Director White's ideas to make the hospital more user-         
friendly.......supplying a large quantity of novels, magazines and             
newspapers for anxious patients to read. Unfortunately, he didn't think        
of installing a watchman, so most of the books have been pinched by now.       
END_ROOM_DESCR 78

HELP 78	{Patients' Library}
"Reading Is Good."                                                             
                - Recommendation of the Harassed Parents'                      
                  Educational Council Against Television, 2001 A.D.            
END_HELP_DESCR 78

ROOM 80
 Plastic Surgery Dept.
   SOUTHWEST          8  <- Main Corridor (END)
END_ROOM 80

ROOM_DESCR 80	{Plastic Surgery Dept.}
Another clean-scrubbed, white-tiled building, where the                        
third-degree burns case and the ageing magnate are treated                     
alike to make them look as good as new (well, almost.) You                     
can only go back the way you came. The operating table                         
and instruments gleam at you, but don't think of using them;                   
ever since the hospital (oops!) got bombed by a group                          
of Witnesses last month, skin grafts haven't been too                          
common.                                                                        
END_ROOM_DESCR 80

HELP 80	{Plastic Surgery Dept.}
"Man's got his makeup                                                          
 and wears it like a mask,                                                     
 Hides behind a child,                                                         
 Lives inside a glass....."                                                    
                           - Elton John, "Man"                                 
END_HELP_DESCR 80

ROOM 81
 Director's Office
   SOUTHEAST          8  <- Main Corridor (END)
   POINTS             5
END_ROOM 81

ROOM_DESCR 81	{Director's Office}
Well, after all the stories (ranging from the fact that it was                 
an orgy palace to the rumour that it was the headquarters of                   
the local K.K.K. chapter) you finally have got the nerve                       
to walk into Director Adolf.A.White's office. And frankly,                     
it's disappointing. No swastikas, no Satanic mottoes, no                       
white hoods and bells (Of course, you think, he might have                     
hidden them, but that's not likely). In fact, if Director                      
White's office looks like one thing, it's an office.                           
END_ROOM_DESCR 81

HELP 81	{Director's Office}
                                                                               
 "Incroyable! Picsou a un coeur en or!"                                        
(French : "Incredible! Scrooge McDuck has a heart of gold!")                   
                                                                               
                                - Donald Duck.                                 
END_HELP_DESCR 81

ROOM 90
 Basement
   SOUTH              91  <- Basement Corridor (north)
   UP                 8  <- Main Corridor (END)
END_ROOM 90

ROOM_DESCR 90	{Basement}
The basement of the Institute (whew, got it right again!) is where             
the action is, like the basement in your house; you never know                 
what you'll find there : trauma, myocardial infarction, obscure                
neurological lesions (Gimme! gimme!) or even the odd case of                   
chicken pox. The wards lie to the south.                                       
END_ROOM_DESCR 90

HELP 90	{Basement}
"I've seen the intern use the needle,                                          
 I've seen the needle use the intern...."                                      
                                - Megadeth (and Quentin.D.Thompson),           
                                  "Use The Man"                                
END_HELP_DESCR 90

ROOM 91
 Basement Corridor (north)
   NORTH              90  <- Basement
   EAST               92  <- General Surgery
   WEST               93  <- Dispensary
   SOUTHWEST          94  <- Janitor's room
END_ROOM 91

ROOM_DESCR 91	{Basement Corridor (north)}
This segment of the corridor leads on to some of the less hallowed             
halls over here; the plain' ol' General Surgery ward east, the                 
dispensary opposite, and even (heavens) a janitor's small                      
cabinet southwest. The corridor continues further south, but it's              
barred off by a group of workmen installing a functional MRI                   
apparatus in the Psychology unit.                                              
END_ROOM_DESCR 91

HELP 91	{Basement Corridor (north)}
"Here comes the groom,                                                         
 thin as a broom,                                                              
 He's looking as grim as a dressing-room pin,                                  
 And never again will he smile..."                                             
END_HELP_DESCR 91

ROOM 92
 General Surgery
   WEST               91  <- Basement Corridor (north)
END_ROOM 92

ROOM_DESCR 92	{General Surgery}
When you say the word 'hospital ward', it immediately conjures up              
images, to the layman, of a gleaming-white, aseptic, and largely               
silent area, dedicated solely to scientific endeavours. But,                   
what with visitors and nurses and what-not, the General Surgery                
ward looks more like an overcrowded community bedroom than anything            
else.                                                                          
END_ROOM_DESCR 92

HELP 92	{General Surgery}
"Why won't you talk to me?                                                     
 (I think I should speak now)                                                  
 You never talk to me!                                                         
 (I can't show my weakness)                                                    
 What are you thinking?                                                        
 (I sometimes wonder)                                                          
 Where are we going?                                                           
 (Where do we go from here)....."                                              
                                                                               
"It doesn't have to be like this...                                            
 All you need to do..                                                          
 Is make sure                                                                  
 you KEEP TALKING."                                                            
                        - Pink Floyd, "Keep Talking".                          
END_HELP_DESCR 92

ROOM 93
 Dispensary
   EAST               91  <- Basement Corridor (north)
END_ROOM 93

ROOM_DESCR 93	{Dispensary}
Somehow (perhaps because the department of Pharmacology has                    
mysteriously gone on vacation) there's no one to fill out                      
prescriptions here..this place looks all dressed up (with                      
everything from amiodarone to zidovudine) but with no place                    
to go. Sad, ain't it?                                                          
END_ROOM_DESCR 93

HELP 93	{Dispensary}
"Now I can't climb the stairs,                                                 
 Pieces missing everywhere.....                                                
 Prozac...painkillers....."                                                    
                            - Radiohead, "Bones"                               
END_HELP_DESCR 93

ROOM 94
 Janitor's room
   NORTHEAST          91  <- Basement Corridor (north)
END_ROOM 94

ROOM_DESCR 94	{Janitor's room}
At last, a non-medical place! Though there's a predominant smell               
of disinfectant, the only person you can see here is the janitor;              
perhaps this would make a good hiding place.                                   
END_ROOM_DESCR 94

HELP 94	{Janitor's room}
                                                                               
"The press?" your Great-Aunt Jane used to say, with a laugh,                   
when you asked her how she used to find out everything. "I don't               
need a newspaper, Billy. I get my news from the milkman."                      
                                                                               
You wonder what the hell is the relevance of that statement to                 
your miserable life, and what put it into your head in the first               
place.                                                                         
                                                                               
END_HELP_DESCR 94

ROOM 100
 Limbo
END_ROOM 100

ROOM_DESCR 100	{Limbo}
If you're here, you've been hacking, you nasty, disgusting boy.                
Go back home and drink milk, and stop prying into a decent                     
game's private life, you creep.                                                
END_ROOM_DESCR 100

HELP 100	{Limbo}
Go to hell!                                                                    
END_HELP_DESCR 100

ROOM 150
 Mystery Block
   NORTH              4  <- West Sidewalk
   WEST               153  <- Dining-Room
END_ROOM 150

ROOM_DESCR 150	{Mystery Block}
Even while standing right inside it, you still can't fathom the                
purpose of this building. It resembles, since you're interested,               
a group of living-quarters more than anything else; the room you're            
in is brightly-lit and furnished like your average drawing-room,               
with tables, chairs and sofas of a rather high quality liberally               
organized, with not the slightest touch of dust on them. Strange,              
though, because the Institute has no residencies. A passage, lit               
with orange light, leads off to the west.                                      
A blazing fireplace - unusual in this environmentally conscious                
world - warms up the east corner of the room.                                  
END_ROOM_DESCR 150

HELP 150	{Mystery Block}
"Home,                                                                         
 home again,                                                                   
 I like to be here, when I can......                                           
 And when I come home, cold and tired,                                         
 It's good to warm my bones beside the fire..."                                
                                                                               
                                - Pink Floyd, "Breathe"                        
END_HELP_DESCR 150

ROOM 151
 Radiology Block
   NORTH              162  <- X-Ray Unit
   EAST               160  <- Computerized Tomography
   WEST               161  <- M.R.I Centre
   DOWN               4  <- West Sidewalk
END_ROOM 151

ROOM_DESCR 151	{Radiology Block}
The only thing that's outdated about the Radiology Department is its           
name; besides X-rays, this department also deals with computerized             
tomography (off to the east) and magnetic resonance imaging (off to            
the west). Further ahead is the actual room where one's innards are            
photographed.....this is just a sort of cash counter.                          
END_ROOM_DESCR 151

HELP 151	{Radiology Block}
"The only things that don't like X-rays are cancer cells."                     
                                                                               
                                                                               
                                          - Dr. Hammett.                       
END_HELP_DESCR 151

ROOM 152
 Lecture Hall
   SOUTH              4  <- West Sidewalk
END_ROOM 152

ROOM_DESCR 152	{Lecture Hall}
Perhaps you're a worse lecturer than you ever imagined, because this           
lecture hall - where you were supposed to discuss the effects of               
purinergic transmitters on the downregulation of hypothalamic                  
testosterone receptors - is more deserted than a ghost town.                   
The only explanation you can think off is a massive emergency call..           
but then you remember that there are no emergency facilities at                
the Institute.                                                                 
END_ROOM_DESCR 152

HELP 152	{Lecture Hall}
"Even the best sofas need padding."                                            
                                                                               
                       - Samuel Scam, "The Art Of Double Dealing".             
END_HELP_DESCR 152

ROOM 153
 Dining-Room
   SOUTH              154  <- Bedroom
   EAST               150  <- Mystery Block
END_ROOM 153

ROOM_DESCR 153	{Dining-Room}
If this isn't the dining-room of a large, spacious, well-furnished             
family house, it sure is an excellent imitation. For God's sake,               
you didn't even know that such a place existed! You start to get               
the strange and unnatural suspicion that you are not in a hospital             
but a private residence, unrelated to medicine of any sort.....                
but that sign on the west wall contradicts your impression.                    
South leads into another seemingly well-lit room; this room is                 
illuminated by bright orange arc-lamps.                                        
END_ROOM_DESCR 153

HELP 153	{Dining-Room}
"The way to a man's heart is through his stomach, but                          
 not vice versa."                                                              
                        - Aunt Gwen's Family Sayings.                          
END_HELP_DESCR 153

ROOM 154
 Bedroom
   NORTH              153  <- Dining-Room
END_ROOM 154

ROOM_DESCR 154	{Bedroom}
Any doubts you might have had about this being a house are permanently         
banished by this room; indeed it seems to be not only a house but a            
definitely inhabited one. A large bed stands in the centre of the              
room (if you're curious, it does have four posters.)                           
END_ROOM_DESCR 154

HELP 154	{Bedroom}
"Don't you think you ought to rest,                                            
 Don't you think you ought to lay your head down                               
 tonight?"                                                                     
                        - Pearl Jam, "All Those Yesterdays"                    
END_HELP_DESCR 154

ROOM 160
 Computerized Tomography
   WEST               151  <- Radiology Block
   NORTHEAST          163  <- Lavatory
END_ROOM 160

ROOM_DESCR 160	{Computerized Tomography}
This is a place where Wilhelm Roentgen meets Alan Turing every day,            
where the latest in computerized fractional analysis is used to                
build up cross-sectional images from X-ray deflections. You suddenly           
feel that XOXO the robot would be far, far more at home here than              
you are. A door marked, rather unrobotically, "TOILET" leads                   
northeast.                                                                     
END_ROOM_DESCR 160

HELP 160	{Computerized Tomography}
Birds of a feather flock together.                                             
END_HELP_DESCR 160

ROOM 161
 M.R.I Centre
   EAST               151  <- Radiology Block
END_ROOM 161

ROOM_DESCR 161	{M.R.I Centre}
Similar in construction to the CT room (but without the considerate            
provision of a toilet), this centre uses another convoluted method,            
involving radio waves, to generate images of the human body. It has            
found applications in everything from bone cancer to schizophrenia.            
END_ROOM_DESCR 161

HELP 161	{M.R.I Centre}
"The lunatic is in my head,                                                    
 the lunatic is in my head...                                                  
 He raised the blade,                                                          
 he made the change,                                                           
 he rearranged me till I'm sane....."                                          
                                - Pink Floyd, "Brain Damage"                   
END_HELP_DESCR 161

ROOM 162
 X-Ray Unit
   SOUTH              151  <- Radiology Block
END_ROOM 162

ROOM_DESCR 162	{X-Ray Unit}
This is where the action is as far as radiology is concerned.                  
In other words, it is where - under extremely dim lighting -                   
glorified photographs of your bones and then some are taken,                   
analyzed, disputed, debated over and finally given to the                      
janitor to paper cracks in ceilings or walls.                                  
END_ROOM_DESCR 162

HELP 162	{X-Ray Unit}
"That's what makes us humans being!                                            
                                                                               
 Shine on, shine on........."                                                  
                                - Van Halen, "Humans Being"                    
END_HELP_DESCR 162

ROOM 163
 Lavatory
   SOUTHWEST          160  <- Computerized Tomography
END_ROOM 163

ROOM_DESCR 163	{Lavatory}
This looks just like every toilet in the world, except that its                
ceiling looks especially designed for midgets or children under                
five. Besides, it's also a bit cleaner.                                        
END_ROOM_DESCR 163

HELP 163	{Lavatory}
                                                                               
"There's all this writing on the wall......                                    
 but I can read between the lines."                                            
                                                                               
                                - Dire Straits, "Hand in Hand"                 
END_HELP_DESCR 163

------------- Start of Noun Definitions -------------
NOUN 201
  PAGER
  CASIO
  Your small pager is here.
  LOCATION           1 <-- Carried
  LOCATION           1 <-- 
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS CASIO SMALL 
END_NOUN 201

NOUN_DESCR 201	{PAGER}
Your younger sister (who, being smarter than you, is now working               
in HyperSoft International designing Interactive Surgery games)                
gave you this for your forty-fifth birthday. "You'll definitely                
prefer to read this than listen to some annoying PA system,                    
wouldn't you, Bill?" Trouble is, it's the most fractious thing                 
ever designed; the minute battery power drops below 99%, don't                 
expect it to work.                                                             
END_NOUN_DESCR 201

TEXT 201	{PAGER}
Your last batteries went west powering a flashlight that you used              
while evading a certain person's amorous advances across the                   
emergency ward last night. The pager does say "Casio Corporation",             
but I don't really think that was an important message.                        
END_TEXT 201

NOUN 202
  SIGN
  RED
  There is a red sign on a signpost here.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           30 <-- End Of The Road
  READABLE           
  PUSHABLE           
  TURNABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS SIGNPOST 
END_NOUN 202

NOUN_DESCR 202	{SIGN}
Funny, you don't remember seeing that sign before. It looks quite              
new; even the paint is fresh.                                                  
END_NOUN_DESCR 202

TEXT 202	{SIGN}
The sign says, in garish red fluorescent lettering:                            
                                                                               
              THE INSTITUTE OF PHARMACOLOGY                                    
              IS CLOSED.                                                       
                                                                               
              (Expecting a clue, were you?)                                    
END_TEXT 202

PUSH_DESCR  202	{SIGN}
You shove at the sign will all your strength, thinking of the time             
when, as a house-surgeon, you had to deliver a 4.5kg kid with a pair           
of surgical forceps, and had to replace the uterus after doing so.             
However, all that happens is that you get covered with red paint,              
and that the sign gets rather smeared.                                         
END_PUSH_DESCR 202

TURN_DESCR 202	{SIGN}
Surprisingly, the sign seems to be fixed to some sort of pivot, and            
as you turn it, you see the other sign, which, though unpainted,               
bears several features of interest. First of all, you get a fruity             
smell that for some reason fills you with a feeling of impending               
doom; secondly, below that, you see a message scrawled in charcoal:            
                                                                               
              SAY NO TO DRUGS!                                                 
                                - A well-wisher.                               
END_TURN_DESCR 202

NOUN 203
  NOTE
  SMALL
  A small note is taped to the table.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           31 <-- Institute of Pharmacology
  READABLE           
  PULLABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS SMALL 
END_NOUN 203

NOUN_DESCR 203	{NOTE}
If you remember your forensic training well, you can tell this note            
was written by a person of good education; and the fact that it's on           
designer notepaper tells you that there's money behind it as well.             
One corner of it is glued to the table with what appears to be                 
Dr.Presto's QuikFix, the other is taped.                                       
END_NOUN_DESCR 203

TEXT 203	{NOTE}
The note is entirely in capitals, and reads:                                   
                                                                               
                  BITE ME!                                                     
END_TEXT 203

PULL_DESCR 203	{NOTE}
You pull the note; it still doesn't come off, but some writings and            
drawings are revealed. They say, quite cryptically,                            
                                                                               
                B.P. 112/106 A.R.                                              
                                                                               
followed by a heart-shape and a few scrawls reminiscent of an                  
electrocardiogram.                                                             
(If a person really had a blood pressure of 112/106, A.R.                      
(aortic regurgitation) and an ECG like the one there, it would                 
really be an emergency. This warrants verification.)                           
END_PULL_DESCR 203

NOUN 204
  PILL
  BLUE
  There is a blue pill here.
  LOCATION           31 <-- Institute of Pharmacology
  READABLE           
  EDIBLE             
  NOUN_SYNONYMS BLUE DRUG TABLET CAPSULE 
END_NOUN 204

NOUN_DESCR 204	{PILL}
Ever since the Cult of Color got on the drug-houses' case, pills have          
to be colour coded: blue for harmless, red for downright deadly, and           
some sickly shades in between. This is a small, round, blue pill with          
a proprietary name on it.                                                      
END_NOUN_DESCR 204

TEXT 204	{PILL}
The writing on the pill is unclear, but reads:                                 
                                                                               
                "VITAX 250mg"                                                  
END_TEXT 204

NOUN 205
  DOOR
  OFFICE
  Your office door leads off east into your own private haven.
  LOCATION           3 <-- Lobby
  READABLE           
  LOCKED             

END_NOUN 205

NOUN_DESCR 205	{DOOR}
Your door, like most doors in the Institute, is mostly flimsy                  
(Dr. Rice calls it 'tasteful') glass, with a difference - break it             
and you're fired. Other than that, it's not worth a second look.               
END_NOUN_DESCR 205

TEXT 205	{DOOR}
The door says:                                                                 
                                                                               
                DR. WILLIAM. K. IRONS, M.D.,                                   
                CONSULTANT NEUROCHEMIST                                        
                DEPARTMENT OF NEUROLOGY,                                       
                THE RICHARD ALOYSIUS THOMPSON HONORIS INSTITUTE                
                                                                               
(Spam advertising, isn't it?)                                                  
END_TEXT 205

NOUN 206
  KEY
  STEEL
  Your steel office key is here.
  LOCATION           1 <-- Carried
  LOCATION           1 <-- 

END_NOUN 206

NOUN_DESCR 206	{KEY}
This is not exactly the key to the Pearly Gates, but your                      
office is one of the more civilized parts of the Institute.                    
A word of advice : Don't give it away.                                         
END_NOUN_DESCR 206

NOUN 207
  BLOTTER
  STAINED
  Your favourite blotter, stained a bright blue, is lying here.
  LOCATION           50 <-- Office
  READABLE           

END_NOUN 207

NOUN_DESCR 207	{BLOTTER}
On looking at the blotter more closely, you can see that the stain             
looks a lot like blue ink, but you can never be sure. There's a funny          
smell in the air that warrants further investigation.                          
END_NOUN_DESCR 207

TEXT 207	{BLOTTER}
The message last written on the blotter is horribly blurred...but it's         
definitely not in your handwriting. You can only make out a few words:         
                                                                               
        ".....only.....n't mean.......progres......                            
         if.....for you...............Bru..."                                  
                                                                               
Hmm, sounds like a threatening letter.                                         
END_TEXT 207

NOUN 208
  STICK
  THERMAL
  Look! Someone's dropped their thermostick here!
  LOCATION           5 <-- East Sidewalk
  NOUN_SYNONYMS THERMOSTICK THERMAL 
END_NOUN 208

NOUN_DESCR 208	{STICK}
In case you aren't familiar with it (and, being the great seminar              
defaulter you are, you wouldn't be), a thermostick combines a                  
thermometer on one side with a lighter on the other. Temperature can           
be controlled by means of an automatic detector, so you can use this           
to light a cigarette, incinerate an incriminating document....who              
knows where your imagination may lead?                                         
END_NOUN_DESCR 208

NOUN 209
  MEMO
  BLANK
  The only non-mechanical thing here is a blank memorandum form.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           41 <-- Robotic Bypass Department
  NOUN_SYNONYMS BLANK MEMORANDUM FORM 
END_NOUN 209

NOUN_DESCR 209	{MEMO}
In case you're wondering exactly why you can't take the note, a word           
of instruction : people in this place seem to be rather sensitive.             
Last week, your colleague - Dr. William Butler - was given the                 
sack after his fingerprints were found on a CD-ROM of renal surgery.           
The charge? Moral turpitude. So if you want to do anything with this           
silly blank paper, don't try moving it!                                        
END_NOUN_DESCR 209

NOUN 210
  REPORT
  MEDICAL
  A medical report attracts your attention.
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS MEDICAL DOSSIER FILE 
END_NOUN 210

NOUN_DESCR 210	{REPORT}
The report is in a pink-and-white folder (like all the other patients'         
folders around here) and its cover surprises you for a moment....              
                                                                               
CLINICAL BIOPSY REPORT                                                         
<PATHOLOGY DEPARTMENT>                                                         
                                                                               
NAME OF SUBJECT : WILLIAM IRONS                                                
                                                                               
TECHNIQUE USED : CLASSIFIED                                                    
                                                                               
Wow, "classified". Sounds like some aliens abducted and biopsied you,          
isn't it?                                                                      
END_NOUN_DESCR 210

TEXT 210	{REPORT}
It's a report from a new organ biopsy technique that you volunteered           
for, along with several other chaps, last week - painless, and using           
a wonderfully original method of extraction. As for the actual report..        
                                                                               
Studies Requested : 1                                                          
                                                                               
Organ(s) Studied : LIVER                                                       
                                                                               
Cytology:                                                                      
* Normal hepatocytes                                                           
* Normal differentiation                                                       
* No immunoresponse to tumour markers                                          
                                                                               
Histology:                                                                     
* No focal necrosis or area of haemorrhage                                     
* No dilatation or stricture of veins                                          
* No dysplasia                                                                 
* No fatty change                                                              
                                                                               
Pathological Inclusions:                                                       
* Mallory's alcoholic hyaline : Absent                                         
* Haemosiderin : Absent                                                        
* Mineral deposits : Absent                                                    
* Lipid microdroplets : ?trace                                                 
* Lipid macrodroplets : Absent                                                 
                                                                               
Conclusion:                                                                    
1. No features suggestive of malignancy, cirrhosis, alcoholic or               
   infective liver disease.                                                    
2. No features suggestive of hepatic involvement by systemic disorders.        
                                                                               
Well, everything seems to be perfect! So, Bill, what the hell is a             
HEPATOCYTOLOGY report doing in the neurology institute?                        
You start to ask yourself a few questions....                                  
END_TEXT 210

NOUN 211
  ROSE
  RED
  A single red rose, lost among oceans of dahlias, catches your attention.
  LOCATION           70 <-- Hallway
  NOUN_SYNONYMS RED FLOWER 
END_NOUN 211

NOUN_DESCR 211	{ROSE}
"What's in a name?; that a rose by any other                                   
 name would still smell as sweet?"                                             
                                - William Shakespeare.                         
END_NOUN_DESCR 211

NOUN 212
  SCRAP
  PERFUMED
  There's a perfumed scrap of paper here.
  LOCATION           70 <-- Hallway
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS PERFUMED PAPER NOTE LETTER 
END_NOUN 212

NOUN_DESCR 212	{SCRAP}
It looks like a scrap torn out of a house-surgeon's casebook, if you           
remember your own reckless youth well enough...You and Dr. Snubbs              
used to play Battleships on things like this during the lectures               
on Social and Community Health.                                                
END_NOUN_DESCR 212

TEXT 212	{SCRAP}
                                                                               
                SMELL ME!                                                      
                                                                               
(Looks like a bad case of the Alice syndrome, doesn't it?                      
 Well, lightning NEVER strikes twice.)                                         
END_TEXT 212

NOUN 213
  MESSAGE
  E-MAIL
  There's a low-quality printout of an e-mail message here.
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS E-MAIL EMAIL PRINTOUT 
END_NOUN 213

NOUN_DESCR 213	{MESSAGE}
At last, some evidence of technology......a message written on                 
e-mail and with on ridiculous pen-and-paper.                                   
END_NOUN_DESCR 213

TEXT 213	{MESSAGE}
The note is torn at the right-hand corner, so that a jagged                    
strip down the side is missing. (I pinched this idea from                      
Sherlock Holmes, by the way). It reads.....                                    
                                                                               
Dear                                                                           
                                                                               
It is imposs                                                                   
to wait any lon                                                                
the time for action                                                            
closer every day.                                                              
If possible could I mee                                                        
at our own special place                                                       
at any time convenient. You m                                                  
remember our signal, and do not                                                
to use it.                                                                     
                          Love,                                                
                          Bruce.                                               
                                                                               
"Does no one here have better things to do than write                          
 love letters?", you wonder, disgustedly.                                      
END_TEXT 213

NOUN 214
  KEY
  CUPBOARD
  Oh God, another key. Where does this one go?
  NOUN_SYNONYMS CUPBOARD BRASS LOCKER 
END_NOUN 214

NOUN_DESCR 214	{KEY}
This is a small brass key, of the kind used for opening lockers.               
That's the good news. The bad news is that you don't have a locker,            
and haven't had one since high school.                                         
END_NOUN_DESCR 214

NOUN 215
  BROCHURE
  PHARMACOLOGICAL
  Hell, there's another of those damned spam brochures here.
  LOCATION           93 <-- Dispensary
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS PAMPHLET SPAM ADVERTISEMENT AD BOOKLET 
END_NOUN 215

NOUN_DESCR 215	{BROCHURE}
A typical piece of modern advertising, this brochure seems to be a little      
more comprehensible that the average package insert, fortunately. Its          
cover says:                                                                    
                                                                               
"Everything you wanted to know about                                           
                                                                               
        VITAX - The cutting edge of cerebrochemical therapy                    
                                                                               
 but were afraid to ask......"                                                 
                                                                               
To find out more, you'll have to read it.                                      
END_NOUN_DESCR 215

TEXT 215	{BROCHURE}
"Well, live and learn", you say, and open the brochure. It's fairly            
brief, and has five subheadings:                                               
                                                                               
1. Pharmacodynamics                                                            
                                                                               
VITAX - the orally active ester of N-desmethyl D-methoxyadenosine -            
is a selective adenosine and adenosyl-derivative receptor antagonist.          
Its primary foci of action are:                                                
                                                                               
 a. the CA5 collateral and ascending synapses of the hippocampus               
                                                                               
 b. the PR-Zurgensen tract system of the categorical amygdala                  
                                                                               
 c. the dorsomedial nuclei of the hypothalamus.                                
                                                                               
2. Pharmacokinetics                                                            
                                                                               
VITAX is well absorbed orally after a single dose, absorption being            
increased by high-protein meals; its approximate bioavailability is            
94.25%. Peak plasma concentrations (18 ng/ml) and penetration of the           
blood-CSF-brain barrier are penetrated within 1 hour of ingestion.             
Half-life is #8 hours; excretion is chiefly (89%) renal.                       
                                                                               
3. Indications                                                                 
                                                                               
VITAX has been used as a frontline drug in the treatment of                    
clinical depression (serotonin-resistant as well as serotonin-                 
dependent), bipolar disorders (as a supplement to lithium or                   
selective anticholinergics or anti IP3s) and depressive                        
psychoses. Less clear indications include impotence, anxiety                   
neuroses and dementia. Of late a curative role in certain                      
degenerative lesions of the parietal lobe (such as Mykos                       
syndrome and Jakov-Steinem-Burgenstem disease, for example.)                   
It may also be used, in low doses, in subclinical psychiatric                  
conditions, such as postpartum or reactive depression.                         
                                                                               
4. Contraindications                                                           
                                                                               
VITAX is absolutely contraindicated in insomniac patients at                   
high doses, because, at concentrations >30ng/ml, there is a                    
paradoxical loss of the effect of adenosine on sleep; low                      
doses may show tachyphylaxis in habitual coffee drinkers due                   
to antagonist effects. VITAX should not be used with                           
phosphodiesterase inhibitors (additive superaction) or                         
sedative-hypnotics (multiplicative superaction).                               
                                                                               
5. Adverse drug reactions                                                      
                                                                               
Allergic : cases of mild utricaria, hay-fever (.5% of patients)                
                                                                               
Excretory : exacerbation of gout in patients undergoing antiurate              
            therapy.                                                           
                                                                               
WARNING!                                                                       
                                                                               
Current advice seems to suggest that the action of VITAX in MEN                
may lead to psychological disturbances, including increased                    
mood, aggression, increase of libido, and a bizarre syndrome                   
described as the "Romeo syndrome", which is yet to be elaborated.              
Use cautiously in all men; if symptoms noted, treat with                       
adenosine antagonists IV, followed by sedative-hypnotics or                    
D4 receptor blockers.                                                          
                                                                               
Thank you for using VITAX!                                                     
SamSpam Pharmaceuticals, Anywhere, AY 98562.                                   
END_TEXT 215

NOUN 216
  BATTERIES
  LONG-LIFE
  A pair of long-life batteries is here! Hurrah!
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS LONG-LIFE BATTERY POWER STRIP 
END_NOUN 216

NOUN_DESCR 216	{BATTERIES}
This is a really cutting-edge pair of batteries, used in                       
sensitive, small electronic equipment (Pity you don't have                     
any!) Its power can be read off the small strip on one side.                   
END_NOUN_DESCR 216

TEXT 216	{BATTERIES}
The strip on the battery is graduated from 0 to 20. The yellow                 
line that you guess indicates the power is at 0.5. Yikes!                      
Old Svenson isn't all that generous after all.                                 
END_TEXT 216

NOUN 217
  TABLE
  BEDSIDE
  A small bedside table lies beside the giant bed, dwarfed by it.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           154 <-- Bedroom
  NOUN_SYNONYMS DRESSER BEDSIDE 
END_NOUN 217

NOUN_DESCR 217	{TABLE}
If this was a suicide scene, there'd probably be a glass of water and          
an empty box of amobarbital on the table; but what's happening here            
seems to suggest an entirely different kind of poison.                         
END_NOUN_DESCR 217

NOUN 218
  MICROPHONE
  WIRELESS
  A wireless microphone lies on a nearby chair.
  LOCATION           60 <-- Auditorium
  NOUN_SYNONYMS WIRELESS MIKE MIC SWITCH 
END_NOUN 218

NOUN_DESCR 218	{MICROPHONE}
This is a wireless microphone that relays sound waves via UV                   
to the speakers, and packs quite a punch if used to sing                       
Black Sabbath songs. It was brought to the hall by your                        
predecessor, Dr. Tyrone, who had a congenital inability                        
to avoid tripping over wires. It has a permanent power                         
supply, so don't bother switching it on or anything.                           
END_NOUN_DESCR 218

NOUN 219
  SIGN
  OMINOUS
  The sign on the west wall chills you to the bone.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           153 <-- Dining-Room
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS OMINOUS PLACARD PLAQUE WEST 
END_NOUN 219

NOUN_DESCR 219	{SIGN}
It looks just like any other hospital sign......it's the words on it           
that lead you to suspect that something is terribly, awfully wrong.            
END_NOUN_DESCR 219

TEXT 219	{SIGN}
The sign reads - in soft red letters -                                         
                                                                               
               The Richard Aloysius Thompson Honoris Institute                 
                                                                               
                       RESTRICTED RESEARCH UNIT                                
                                                                               
                       DEPARTMENT OF PSYCHIATRY                                
                       AND PSYCHOLOGY                                          
                                                                               
                 SECTION HEAD : Dr. BRUCE DARBY, M.D.                          
                                                                               
END_TEXT 219

NOUN 220
  NOVEL
  TRASHY
  A copy of a romantic novel lies here.
  LOCATION           150 <-- Mystery Block
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS BOOK ROMANTIC TRASHY 
END_NOUN 220

NOUN_DESCR 220	{NOVEL}
The cover depicts a man of about twenty-something, obviously suffering         
from an overdose of 5-alpha-reductase, and wearing a ridiculously coloured     
military uniform, embracing a girl of about ten-something, wearing a           
twentieth-century conception of a nineteenth-century dress. The title          
announces : "A LOVE SUPREME"; the blurb says : "A tragic romance set           
across the backdrop of the Civil War." (This was before the Second             
Civil War of 2005, when irate talk-show fans stormed the White House           
demanding subsidisation of public exhibitionism). You yawn, gag, and           
think nostalgically about Rhett Butler.                                        
END_NOUN_DESCR 220

TEXT 220	{NOVEL}
You turn the first ten pages, then read the last ten, then flip                
through the middle - and notice no difference. Some of the author's            
sicklier-sweet phrases stick in your throat, and you put it down               
at last.                                                                       
END_TEXT 220

NOUN 221
  MASK
  RUBBER
  A face mask lies discarded here.
  LOCATION           80 <-- Plastic Surgery Dept.
  WEARABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS FACE RUBBER 
END_NOUN 221

NOUN_DESCR 221	{MASK}
Straight out of "Mrs. Doubtfire", this is a mask of a rather elderly           
man's face - complete with asymmetrical crow's feet. In case you're            
curious, it would fit you. In fact, it looks a lot like you, only              
a bit older and wiser. (Fat chance!)                                           
END_NOUN_DESCR 221

NOUN 222
  VIOLIN
  CHARIVARI
  An expensive Charivari designer violin, complete with bow, lies here.
  PLAYABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS CHARIVARI DESIGNER 
END_NOUN 222

NOUN_DESCR 222	{VIOLIN}
Well, don't you know how a violin looks? Anyway, in spite of the fancy         
name, this looks like a relic from the flea market. You wouldn't mind          
having a shot at it, but your violin lessons (50 years ago) are already        
ancient history. There are words carved on the body that seem a little         
more recent.                                                                   
END_NOUN_DESCR 222

TEXT 222	{VIOLIN}
"Music hath charms to soothe the savage beast........                          
 as long as he isn't a pit bull."                                              
                                - Quentin.D.Thompson's Old Man                 
END_TEXT 222

NOUN 223
  CD-ROM
  ANATOMY
  You can see an anatomical CD-ROM here.
  LOCATION           160 <-- Computerized Tomography
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS ANATOMY ANATOMICAL CDROM COVER 
END_NOUN 223

NOUN_DESCR 223	{CD-ROM}
This is a CD-ROM meant to program computers used in surgery. Judging           
by its layout it seems rather primitive, but then computerized surgery         
isn't exactly as old as you are. It has a brightly coloured cover.             
END_NOUN_DESCR 223

TEXT 223	{CD-ROM}
                                                                               
             A   MICROVAC  SURGICAL  TECHNOLOGY  publication                   
                                                                               
             S U R G I C A L                                                   
                                                                               
             A N A T O M Y                                                     
                                                                               
             O F  T H E                                                        
                                                                               
             O R A L  C A V I T Y                                              
                                                                               
                                        By Don Rawson, M.D., Ph.D.             
                                        Coded by Microvac, Inc.                
                                                                               
(If you're planning to read what's inside, swap your brains for a              
CD-ROM drive.)                                                                 
END_TEXT 223

NOUN 224
  MANUAL
  INSTRUCTIONS
  XOXO-54's Bare Bones Essentials manual is here.
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS INSTRUCTIONS ESSENTIALS 
END_NOUN 224

NOUN_DESCR 224	{MANUAL}
This is really the shortest instructions booklet you've ever seen. Just        
three pages, and two of them are cover pages. The cover says,                  
                                                                               
                "XOXO-54 : The Future Of Modern Surgery                        
                                                                               
                 Essentials Of Operation.                                      
                                                                               
                              Copyright 2005, Tenjinykuza Electronics."        
END_NOUN_DESCR 224

TEXT 224	{MANUAL}
                                                                               
The manual was obviously written by your grandfather Joe (the one who          
suffered from motor aphasia, and hence couldn't talk much). All it             
says is                                                                        
                                                                               
1. Activate XOXO by talking to it.                                             
                                                                               
2. Show case to XOXO.                                                          
                                                                               
3. Sit back and relax.                                                         
                                                                               
4. Don't take step 3 too seriously.                                            
                                                                               
END_TEXT 224

NOUN 225
  GRAFFITI
  SPRAYED
  A sprayed inscription (fancy talk for 'graffiti') decorates the wall.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           163 <-- Lavatory
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS SPRAYED INSCRIPTION 
END_NOUN 225

NOUN_DESCR 225	{GRAFFITI}
Looks like a classy bit of work - as far as graffiti goes. The paint           
isn't smudged one bit, and the font that the artist used is probably           
Times New Roman, size 72.                                                      
END_NOUN_DESCR 225

TEXT 225	{GRAFFITI}
                                                                               
"IT IS BETTER NOT TO RISK AT ALL                                               
 THEN TO HAVE RISKED AND LOST A PATIENT"                                       
                                        - h.g.                                 
                                                                               
 P.S. DOWN WITH THE BOMB! - h.g.                                               
                                                                               
END_TEXT 225

NOUN 226
  TOILET
  CLEAN
  Well, not surprisingly, there's a toilet - a spotless one - over here.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           163 <-- Lavatory
  NOUN_SYNONYMS LAVATORY SPOTLESS CLEAN 
END_NOUN 226

NOUN_DESCR 226	{TOILET}
Seems to have been flushed recently.......you can even see something           
floating around one edge of the pan, but can't exactly make out what           
it is.                                                                         
END_NOUN_DESCR 226

NOUN 227
  GLOVES
  SURGICAL
  The only item to escape the holocaust is a pair of latex gloves.
  LOCATION           43 <-- Accouchement Hall
  WEARABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS SURGICAL LATEX 
END_NOUN 227

NOUN_DESCR 227	{GLOVES}
Standard size gloves - size 8 1/2, which means they're a little too large      
for you. You wonder what kind of Mr. T uses gloves of this size. A round       
seal on it says, "Certified 100% Septic-Proof".                                
END_NOUN_DESCR 227

NOUN 228
  TIMER
  WATERPROOF
  A waterproof device, labelled 'TIMER', lies on the floor beside you.
  LOCATION           100 <-- Limbo
  NOUN_SYNONYMS DEVICE WATERPROOF REMOTE CONTROL BUTTON 
END_NOUN 228

NOUN_DESCR 228	{TIMER}
On closer examination, you see that the device - sealed water- and air-        
tight - is a cannibalized remote control, with a radio beam that can           
obviously travel long distances. You'd hate to see what happens if you         
tried to activate it - who knows, it might kill you, or start showing          
"Lifeblood" in the Doctors' Lounge...A single white button lies in the         
centre - below this is the inscription : "TO ACTIVATE REMOTE BEFORE            
TIME DELAY EXPIRES PLEASE TWIST BUTTON".                                       
Hmmmm........                                                                  
END_NOUN_DESCR 228

NOUN 229
  WINDOW
  BROKEN
  One of the top windows looks as if it has intercepted a baseball.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           62 <-- Terminal Care
  NOUN_SYNONYMS BROKEN TOP 
END_NOUN 229

NOUN_DESCR 229	{WINDOW}
There is a large gap ('tissue defect' if you want to be histopathological      
about it) about 5 in. wide in the window. Strangely, you can't see any shards  
of glass near its wreckage - as if someone had been playing indoor             
cricket.                                                                       
END_NOUN_DESCR 229

NOUN 230
  DOCUMENT
  OFFICIAL
  An official-looking document is here.
  LOCATION           66 <-- Genetic Counselling
  READABLE           
  TURNABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS OFFICIAL 
END_NOUN 230

NOUN_DESCR 230	{DOCUMENT}
Looking at this isn't going to get you very far, Bill - this one is            
for reading alone. But there are two sides to every story.                     
END_NOUN_DESCR 230

TEXT 230	{DOCUMENT}
To : whomsoever it may concern                                                 
                                                                               
From : Dr. Antoinetta Bertha Rice, MD, Ph.D., M.R.C.S, A.M.A., etc., etc.      
                                                                               
Owing to the severe shortage of personnel                                      
in the Hepatology department I will be required                                
to perform the transplant on Mr. G.H. Gardener                                 
today. Please cancel all my regular rounds.                                    
END_TEXT 230

TURN_DESCR 230	{DOCUMENT}
You turn the note.....and find that there's something more to it:              
                                                                               
I fear further complications.                                                  
                                                                               
If anything does come up I shall be in the lounge.                             
                                                - A.R.                         
END_TURN_DESCR 230

NOUN 231
  SCALPEL
  SHARP
  A sharp scalpel, with a carbon-steel blade, is here.
  LOCATION           100 <-- Limbo
  NOUN_SYNONYMS SHARP KNIFE BLADE 
END_NOUN 231

NOUN_DESCR 231	{SCALPEL}
Gleamingly new, with a size 24 blade.....you can't wait to start cutting       
thalamic fibres, or anterior abdominal walls, with this little beauty.         
END_NOUN_DESCR 231

NOUN 232
  VIAL
  LIGNOCAINE
  A small vial of 2% lignocaine, well past date, lies unobtrusively here.
  LOCATION           74 <-- Storage Room
  NOUN_SYNONYMS BOTTLE LIGNOCAINE LIDOCAINE ANAESTHETIC 
END_NOUN 232

NOUN_DESCR 232	{VIAL}
Lignocaine (lidocaine is a commoner name) is a cocaine derivative that         
blocks sodium channels in cell membranes. More simply put, it's an             
anaesthetic.                                                                   
END_NOUN_DESCR 232

NOUN 233
  TRAY
  INSTRUMENT
  A tray full of brand new instruments is here.
  LOCATION           73 <-- Clinical Hepatology Ward
  NOUN_SYNONYMS INSTRUMENT INSTRUMENTS 
END_NOUN 233

NOUN_DESCR 233	{TRAY}
In the tray you can see artery forceps, biopsy forceps, suture                 
materials (prolene, chromic catgut and silk, if you're curious),               
scissors and a tube of lidocaine gel. In short, everything you                 
wanted for an operation, but were afraid to ask for.                           
END_NOUN_DESCR 233

NOUN 234
  BANDAGES
  STERILE
  A roll of sterile bandages, sealed in a pack of plastic, is here.
  LOCATION           74 <-- Storage Room
  NOUN_SYNONYMS STERILE BANDAGE ROLL PACK 
END_NOUN 234

NOUN_DESCR 234	{BANDAGES}
This is just good old multipurpose bandage, without which any                  
surgeon would have to tear up his coat into itty bitty strips                  
to bind up wounds. You'd love to tie it over your daughter's                   
mouth, just once......Cheer up, you may find a better use for it.              
END_NOUN_DESCR 234

NOUN 235
  MASK
  OXYGEN
  An oxygen mask, fitted out with pumping apparatus, is ready for use.
  LOCATION           75 <-- Hepatological O.T.
  NOUN_SYNONYMS OXYGEN APPARATUS 
END_NOUN 235

NOUN_DESCR 235	{MASK}
This is a 'smart' patient oxygenator, which monitors the patient's             
chest-wall movements and SpO2 and supplies the necessary amount of             
oxygen. On its side a plaque says "To start, just relax, sit back              
and then put the mask on the patient's face. Auto-cut-off will come            
into play when operation is over."                                             
END_NOUN_DESCR 235

NOUN 236
  SYRINGE
  DISPOSABLE
  The only thing that looks bright over here is a disposable syringe.
  LOCATION           64 <-- Doctors' Lounge
  NOUN_SYNONYMS DISPOSABLE NEEDLE 
END_NOUN 236

NOUN_DESCR 236	{SYRINGE}
This is a little too long to shoot heroin, a little too short to               
transfix a farm-reared hog. Conclusion? It's a needle meant for                
local anaesthesia.                                                             
END_NOUN_DESCR 236

NOUN 237
  AUTOCLAVE
  STEAM
  A steam autoclave, bubbling joyously, is on the wall facing you.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           75 <-- Hepatological O.T.

END_NOUN 237

NOUN_DESCR 237	{AUTOCLAVE}
This is a thingummyjig used to sterilize instruments before an                 
operation.                                                                     
END_NOUN_DESCR 237

NOUN 238
  TEENAGER
  UNCONSCIOUS
  A teenager awaits medical intervention here.
  UNMOVABLE          
  LOCATION           75 <-- Hepatological O.T.
  OPEN               
  NOUN_SYNONYMS BOY 
END_NOUN 238

NOUN_DESCR 238	{TEENAGER}
From what you can make of his face (hidden by an isoflurane mask) and the      
rest of him (covered by sheets except for the right hypochondriac region),     
you can make out that this is a case of jaundice in extremis. Better           
intervene fast.                                                                
END_NOUN_DESCR 238

NOUN 239
  MAGAZINE
  FILM
  There's one of those oh-so-popular film magazines here.
  LOCATION           78 <-- Patients' Library
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS MOVIE FILM 
END_NOUN 239

NOUN_DESCR 239	{MAGAZINE}
This is a copy of "CINE-WORLD", a yellow rag printed on white paper, that      
provides children of age six to sixty with gossip and info on their            
favourite actors and actresses. You're free to read it if you want, but        
don't expect to find any help in it.                                           
END_NOUN_DESCR 239

TEXT 239	{MAGAZINE}
You flip through the pages. On one of them you see the words "A BLOODY         
LIFE - WALKTHROUGH", but the print is very blurred. The last page is the       
only one readable. It informs you that Jake Lewis, the darling of the          
masses, is about to star in a hospital movie, based on a novel by              
Frank. R. Slaughter.                                                           
END_TEXT 239

NOUN 240
  TEXTBOOK
  SURGERY
  A textbook of surgery, of all things, gathers dust on the table.
  LOCATION           78 <-- Patients' Library
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS BOOK SURGERY 
END_NOUN 240

NOUN_DESCR 240	{TEXTBOOK}
Some kind soul (all right, I won't keep you in suspense, it WAS me) has        
torn out all the pages except one. Its heading is "Essentials of Basic         
Surgery".                                                                      
END_NOUN_DESCR 240

TEXT 240	{TEXTBOOK}
1. Make sure all your instruments are sterile.                                 
                                                                               
2. Don't operate without anaesthesia!                                          
                                                                               
3. If a patient has breathing difficulties, try an oxygen mask.                
                                                                               
4. After doing all this, OPERATE on the bloody patient!                        
                                                                               
Not very instructive, I'm afraid.                                              
END_TEXT 240

NOUN 241
  FRAGMENT
  TORN
  A torn fragment of paper is here
  LOCATION           100 <-- Limbo
  NOUN_SYNONYMS TORN PAPER 
END_NOUN 241

NOUN_DESCR 241	{FRAGMENT}
It is difficult to read what's written, since it seems to be                   
mostly letters from the ends of sentences. Now if you only                     
had the other half......                                                       
END_NOUN_DESCR 241

NOUN 242
  LETTER
  COMPLETE
  There is a sheet of paper here - in fact, a complete letter.
  LOCATION           100 <-- Limbo
  READABLE           
  NOUN_SYNONYMS SHEET PAPER COMPLETE 
END_NOUN 242

NOUN_DESCR 242	{LETTER}
Now that Hugo has stuck everything together, the sheet of paper                
seems to make more complete sense. Read it and have a laugh - or               
two.                                                                           
END_NOUN_DESCR 242

TEXT 242	{LETTER}
Dear Antoinetta,                                                               
                                                                               
It is impossible for me, at the moment                                         
to wait any longer for you. As you know,                                       
the time for action against White grows                                        
closer every day.                                                              
If possible could I meet you alone? I will be                                  
at our own special place upstairs in the lounge                                
at any time convenient. You must, of course                                    
remember our signal, and do not forget                                         
to use it.                                                                     
                          Love,                                                
                          Bruce.                                               
END_TEXT 242

NOUN 243
  GLUE
  QUICK-DRYING
  A tube of quick-drying glue awaits you here.
  LOCATION           74 <-- Storage Room
  NOUN_SYNONYMS GUM QUICK-DRYING QUICK DRYING 
END_NOUN 243

NOUN_DESCR 243	{GLUE}
"SCOTCH 3M Extra Strong Glue - For Paper Only", the tube says.                 
END_NOUN_DESCR 243


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CREATURE 301
  JANITOR
  DISGRUNTLED
  A disgruntled janitor prowls along the room.
  LOCATION           94 <-- Janitor's room
  POINTS             20
  MAN                

END_CREATURE 301

CREATURE_DESCR 301	{JANITOR}
The janitor looks rather more sane that half your colleagues - which,          
you agree - isn't saying much. He is staring at his broom closet,              
which is closed, and seems to want to ask you something, but isn't             
quite sure how to go about it.                                                 
END_CREATURE_DESCR 301

CREATURE 302
  WHITE
  DIRECTOR
  The executive director, Mr.A.A.White, is standing here looking grave.
  LOCATION           81 <-- Director's Office
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS ADOLF ARYAN DIRECTOR BOSS CHIEF EXECUTIVE 
END_CREATURE 302

CREATURE_DESCR 302	{WHITE}
Adolf White, hereditary director of the Thompson Honoris Institute,            
is a short, pudgy man with the hints of a triple chin, wearing a               
well-worn business suit and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Though              
he is rumoured to be an ill-tempered bloke, at the moment he looks rather      
worried.                                                                       
END_CREATURE_DESCR 302

CREATURE 303
  IRONS
  CANDIDA
  Your daughter is sitting on one of the chairs, staring anxiously at you.
  LOCATION           7 <-- Main Corridor (middle)
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS CANDIDA DAUGHTER 
END_CREATURE 303

CREATURE_DESCR 303	{IRONS}
Candida is your only daughter, the child of your fifth marriage                
(or was it your sixth? You stopped counting after three), and                  
she never really has forgiven you for naming her after the most                
common infectious fungus in the world. She looks a lot like her                
mother, which means sort of a cross between Daisy Duck and a                   
Microsoft mouse.                                                               
END_CREATURE_DESCR 303

CREATURE 304
  PATIENT
  ELDERLY
  Amidst the rows of bandaged patients, an old lady catches your attention.
  LOCATION           92 <-- General Surgery
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS WOMAN ELDERLY CASE OLD LADY 
END_CREATURE 304

CREATURE_DESCR 304	{PATIENT}
The old lady looks a lot like your Great-Aunt Jane (of Hints fame).            
END_CREATURE_DESCR 304

CREATURE 305
  BRUCE
  DR.
  Dr. Bruce Darby, carrying a pile of folders, looks sorrowfully away.
  LOCATION           63 <-- Neurology
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS DARBY DOCTOR HERO 
END_CREATURE 305

CREATURE_DESCR 305	{BRUCE}
In traditional romance novels, the hero is usually broad-chested, square-      
shouldered, well-muscled, handsome, and so forth; but in medical romances,     
all heroes - from James Barclay to Mike Raburn - all resemble bulldogs         
on a hunger strike. On these grounds, Bruce would make an excellent            
hero in any of the Institute's potential romances. But that doesn't            
explain why he seems to be feeling rather maudlin - he's staring at a corner   
and apparently crying.                                                         
END_CREATURE_DESCR 305

CREATURE 306
  RICE
  ANTOINETTA
  Horrors! Dr. Antoinetta Rice is here, smiling smugly.
  LOCATION           77 <-- Lounge
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS ANTOINETTA WOMAN LADY DOCTOR BERTHA 
END_CREATURE 306

CREATURE_DESCR 306	{RICE}
                                                                               
"Antoinetta Rice was not beautiful, but men seldom noticed it when             
 caught up by her charms as every man except William Irons were."              
                                                                               
                                - Quentin.D.Thompson                           
                                                                               
(With profound apologies to Margaret Mitchell, Scarlett O'Hara and             
the Tarleton twins.)                                                           
END_CREATURE_DESCR 306

CREATURE 307
  PATIENT
  JAUNDICED
  An elderly, jaundiced male is lying on the couch, looking eagerly around.
  LOCATION           61 <-- Physical Examination Hall
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS MALE JAUNDICED 
END_CREATURE 307

CREATURE_DESCR 307	{PATIENT}
Throughout your thirty years of medical practice, you have had the             
notion that "there is no such thing as a textbook case" beaten into            
your head until you almost believed it. And now, along comes this man          
to shatter all your preconceptions. Yellow eyes, yellow skin, nauseated        
complexion.....if that isn't a classical case of hepatocellular                
jaundice, you'll propose to Dr. Rice.                                          
END_CREATURE_DESCR 307

CREATURE 308
  STUDENTS
  MEDICAL
  The crowd of students waits impatiently for their lecture.
  LOCATION           60 <-- Auditorium

END_CREATURE 308

CREATURE_DESCR 308	{STUDENTS}
The crowd of students looks like any crowd of freshmen, only                   
larger and more eager than the average bunch of kids. You                      
can count about eighty of them. Fortunately, you're not                        
prone to stage-fright.                                                         
END_CREATURE_DESCR 308

CREATURE 309
  HUSBAND
  BORED
  A bored, sleepy man is trying to play the violin to his wife.
  LOCATION           154 <-- Bedroom
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS MAN BORED VIOLIN SLEEPY GEORGE NEWTON 
END_CREATURE 309

CREATURE_DESCR 309	{HUSBAND}
The middle-aged man is wearing a dark red dressing gown, sitting on a          
large sofa and looking rather bemused. He is playing, or rather trying         
to play, the violin - for what psychiatric purposes you do not know.           
From his lapel, a badge identifies him as George Newton, age 45.               
END_CREATURE_DESCR 309

CREATURE 310
  WIFE
  TIRED
  A woman - probably Newton's wife - sits here comfortably, reading.
  LOCATION           154 <-- Bedroom
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS WOMAN TIRED 
END_CREATURE 310

CREATURE_DESCR 310	{WIFE}
Though there is nothing of interest about the woman (you assume she's Mrs.     
Newton, though she has no I.D.), you do get the feeling that she looks         
awfully familiar - you even feel that you might have known her well, a long    
time ago. For some reason, you feel like Donald Duck.                          
END_CREATURE_DESCR 310

CREATURE 311
  PIT-BULL
  SNARLING
  Whatever you plan to do, hold on! A snarling pit bull inches closer to you.
  LOCATION           100 <-- Limbo
  HOSTILE            
  TIME_THRESHOLD     6
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS PIT BULL DOG SNARLING 
END_CREATURE 311

CREATURE_DESCR 311	{PIT-BULL}
The traditional gesture made to any dog, in your life, is a pat on             
the head, accompanied by a stock phrase like "Handsome little                  
bugger, isn't he?". But - looking at this beauty - the only thing              
you want to do is shoot on sight.                                              
END_CREATURE_DESCR 311

CREATURE 312
  XOXO
  ROBOT
  XOXO the Robot - as impassive as ever - awaits instructions.
  LOCATION           42 <-- Robotic O.T.
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS ROBOT 
END_CREATURE 312

CREATURE_DESCR 312	{XOXO}
XOXO looks like a glorified lemon-squeezer with pincers attached, but          
still can beat the hell out of the handsomest intern as far as performing      
surgery is concerned. (Maybe, you think, because robots don't have             
girlfriends). He has a success rate of 99.99% : the one failure was            
when someone fed him a "Laryngeal Anatomy" CD-ROM during a Caesarean           
section. You still remember XOXO's plaintive error message after he            
had incised skin, fascia, muscle and uterus - "FATAL ERROR : Laryngeal         
Prominence Not Found! Laryngeal Muscles Not Found! etc., etc." If you          
want to switch him on, just talk to him.                                       
END_CREATURE_DESCR 312

CREATURE 313
  STUDENT
  SURGERY
  The surgery student you met in the Auditorium is waiting here.
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS WOMAN SURGEON GIRL SURGERY HENRIETTA GRAHAME 
END_CREATURE 313

CREATURE_DESCR 313	{STUDENT}
Fabulous, Billy, just fabulous. You've got lives to save - including your      
own; the Director's reputation to defend; and the hospital to protect,         
and all you can do is admire attractive women. Sometimes I wonder if you       
really were the right hero for this game.                                      
And if you're thinking of making her No.8 - well, dream on - as long as        
you finish the game first.                                                     
END_CREATURE_DESCR 313

CREATURE 314
  PATIENT
  UNCONSCIOUS
  An unconscious patient lies here, awaiting XOXO's intervention.
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS CASE UNCONSCIOUS 
END_CREATURE 314

CREATURE_DESCR 314	{PATIENT}
Since the patient is completely covered off except for the lower half          
of his face and his neck, all you can see is that he has a remarkably          
fine walrus moustache.                                                         
END_CREATURE_DESCR 314

CREATURE 315
  GRAHAME
  HUGO
  Dr. Hugo Grahame, tugging away at his beard, glances at you.
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS DOCTOR HUGO 
END_CREATURE 315

CREATURE_DESCR 315	{GRAHAME}
Hugo Grahame, like Hugo in the classical graphic-adventures of yore, looks     
much, much younger than his mature old age of twenty-seven. In addition,       
he looks like a character on a sit-com, and seems to be leafing through        
a joke-book every other minute. Between the two, it's not very easy to         
tell if he's serious about anything. But what else can you expect from         
a gastroenterologist?                                                          
END_CREATURE_DESCR 315

CREATURE 316
  LEADER
  STUDENT
  The student leader, "Secret Man 666", is here, surrounded by a gang.
  LOCATION           75 <-- Hepatological O.T.
  MAN                
  CREATURE_SYNONYMS STUDENT SECRET MAN 666 GANG 
END_CREATURE 316

CREATURE_DESCR 316	{LEADER}
If he didn't persist in giving himself ridiculous airs, the student            
cult leader would make a fairly good facsimile of a human being. Don't         
expect any help from him. He looks like a true romantic. The crowd are         
mostly your old students, who've been very effectively brainwashed.            
END_CREATURE_DESCR 316

----------------- Verbs Synonyms ----------------
VERB
DUMMY_VERB1 EAT SWALLOW BITE   
DUMMY_VERB2 UNLOCK   
DUMMY_VERB3 SMELL SNIFF INHALE   
DUMMY_VERB4 WARM HEAT   
DUMMY_VERB5 KISS HUG   
DUMMY_VERB6 CHANGE REPLACE   
DUMMY_VERB7 KILL ATTACK SHOOT MURDER DESTROY BREAK SMASH   
DUMMY_VERB8 TALK SPEAK TELL ASK   
DUMMY_VERB9 GIVE OFFER   
DUMMY_VERB10 LECTURE TEACH   
DUMMY_VERB11 PLAY   
DUMMY_VERB12 SHOW   
DUMMY_VERB13 SEARCH   
DUMMY_VERB14 TWIST   
DUMMY_VERB15 OPERATE INCISE TREAT   
DUMMY_VERB16 STERILIZE STERILISE   
DUMMY_VERB17 INJECT INFUSE   
DUMMY_VERB18 PUT   
DUMMY_VERB19 STICK GLUE   
END_VERB


INTRO 
Life has been kind of strange these days....you can't                          
really make out what the hell your hospital - sorry,                           
Institute - is coming to. Reckless procedures, personal                        
complications....even your own daughter is acting sort                         
of fishy.                                                                      
Could it be that you, in fact, are the one to solve                            
the mystery of this generalized unprofessional conduct?                        
END_INTRO 

