
MESSAGE 1
"YOU'VE REACHED MAINTENANCE.  WE'RE IN BUT BUSY AT THE MOMENT, 
IF IT'S AN EMERGENCY...TRY BACK IN A WHILE."

     -CLICK-

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 2
No answer...Not everybody around here works throughout the night.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 3

     "Security.  What do you need?"

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 4
You'd probably do better if you dialed a number.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 5
You're already connected to someone, Stupid!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 6
Listen, I'll send Officer Katz up right away.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 7
You are now holding the telephone receiver.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 8
You put the receiver back on the telephone.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 9

Before you have the chance to do another thing, Officer Harvey peaks 
his head into the room and notices you and then the dead body...

"Hey!! What's going on..."

The security guard suddenly notices the handgun you are carrying and the
dead body on the floor.

"Alright, Pal!!!  DROP IT!!!"

He draws his weapon with lightning quickness.  Not knowing what to do you,
you wisely follow the officer's instructions.  He throws you violently up
against the wall and slaps a pair of cuffs on you.  Before you know it, and
due to an overwhelming amount of evidence which seems to point directly to
you, you find yourself facing charges of treason against your country as well
as murder charges in the death of Andrew Shannon.  You are found guilty of
both.


Looks like you'll never be a hero...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 10
Before you have the chance to do another thing, Officer Harvey peaks 
his head into the room.

"Oh, it's you.  I was just doing my rounds when I saw the..."

The security guard stops suddenly, noticing the body on the floor.

"Hey!! What's going on here?"

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 11
Harvey is growing impatient.  "Well...?"

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 12
"I haven't got all day, Buddy.  You're in a shit load of trouble
you know."  Harvey looks as though he means it.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 13
"Alright, that's it, Pal!  You're coming with me."

Officer Harvey throws you violently up against the wall and slaps a pair of
cuffs on you.  In the weeks and months to come, CIA investigators turn up a
wealth of evidence in the case, much of which seems to be pointing directly at
you.  Before you know it you find yourself facing charges of treason against
your country and murder charges in the death of Andrew Shannon.  You are found
guilty of both.
 

I guess you'll never be a hero after all...


END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 14

You hear faint footsteps in the hallway...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 15

The footsteps grow closer.  They're coming this way...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 16


The footsteps come right up to the door...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 17

...and continue down the hallway until they are completely out of earshot.

...Phew, close one!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 18

Officer Harvey spies you in the hall.  Before you have time to go back
inside the office he comes up to you.

"Shouldn't you be gone by now?  My records show you punched out some
time ago.  We got rules around here, Pal. Let me help you out..."

Your attempts to explain fall on deaf ears as Harvey leads you out the front
door and watches you to your car.


Maybe next time, Champ...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 19
The door is now shut.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 20

       - Click ! -

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 21
The shredder is of the heavy duty sort, tailor made for places such as these. 
Predictably simple to use.  Paper goes in whole, comes out shredded and feeds
into the trash can below with one push of a button.

The shredder is still warm and apparently jammed if the button on the
front is any indication.  Part of a damaged piece of paper peaks out 
of the top of the machine.  It is unreadable now, but perhaps if you 
could get it out...
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 22
The light on the button is flashing.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 23
The light on the button is off.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 24
As you push the shredder button the paper that was once stuck in the machine,
is no longer.  It slides through and comes out the bottom permanently
unreadable.  Wafting gently into the trash can below, it becomes part of
shredded history.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 25
Pushing the button has no effect.  It seems to be permanently out of order.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 26
As you grab the damaged piece of paper and wrench it from the machine it
tears even more and becomes utterly useless.  The now unreadable pieces
waft ironically into the trash can below and mingle with all the other 
shredded nonsense.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 27
Guile wins out over impetuousity as you smartly slice away what remains
of the damaged piece of paper with the pair of scissors.  
You now have the damaged memo.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 28
You can't read it while it's still in the shredder.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 29
The door is now open.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 30
Nothing seems to happen.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 31
You put the lamp on top of the plant stand.  With the extension on, you
realize that the cord will now reach the outlet so you plug it in.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 32
You put the lamp on top of the plant stand but when you go to plug it in, you
realize that the cord will not reach the outlet.  Forgetting about that idea,
you pick up the lamp and think about what to do next.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 33
You don't have the $noun$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 34
You put the lamp on top of the end table and plug it in.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 35
It is impossible to plug the cord into the outlet while you are holding the
lamp.  It is just too tight of a squeeze back there.  Maybe you could put it
down somewhere first.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 36
You struggle to reach the extension which is now plugged in to the outlet,
unfortunately, while you are holding the lamp, it is just impossible to plug
it in to get behind the end table.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 37
Even with the lamp plugged into the extension, you still can't plug it into
the outlet while you are holding the lamp.  The squeeze is too tight back
there to do both.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 38
If you'd like to PUT DOWN something, please just DROP it or PUT it somewhere
in specific.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 39
You start to drop the lamp but suddenly think better of it.  It is porcelain
after all.  If it broke it would cause quite a bit of noise.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 40
As you take the lamp, the extension pops out of the outlet along with it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 41
As you take the lamp, the cord pops out of the outlet along with it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 42
You now have the lamp and the electrical extension that's attached.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 43
The light is now on.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 44
The light is now off.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 45
The lights are suddenly turned on...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 46
The bottom-left drawer and the top drawer snap shut!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 47
The top drawer snaps shut!


END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 48
The bottom-left drawer seems to be locked.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 49
There is no keyhole on the drawer.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 50
It would appear as though you need a key of some sort to do that.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 51
I don't think that unlocking the $noun$ is the answer here.  But an
interesting idea.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 52
A piece of masking tape is stuck to the bottom of the drawer.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 53
You can't see under the top-left drawer at the moment.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 54
There is some scratchings under the drawer.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 55
You see nothing of interest under the $adjective$ $noun$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 56
You see nothing of interest behind the $adjective$ $noun$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 57
You see nothing of interest above the $adjective$ $noun$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 58
Using the tweezers to grab the corner you are able to peel the tape away.  As
you do, the tape falls away and disappears somewhere under the desk.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 59
Try as you might, you can't seem to grab the tiny corner of the tape.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 60
The tape is stuck to the bottom of the drawer.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 61
The chamber is empty.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 62
The lamp is plugged in, on the end table.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 63
You don't have the $object$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 64
The lamp is plugged in, on the plant stand.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 65
As you take out the old battery from the transistor radio, a small object
falls to the floor.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 66
If you want to use something, type the SPECIFIC verb you'd like to do. e.g.:

          <VERB><NOUN>with<NOUN>

  example: CHOP ONION with CLEAVER

END_MESSAGE


MESSAGE 67
Either you don't have the new battery or you don't have the radio.  So that
would be difficult to do.
END_COMMAND

MESSAGE 68
Please specify where you'd like to move it to.
END_COMMAND

MESSAGE 69
The $adjective$ chair is now at the base of the book case.
END_COMMAND

MESSAGE 70
Mustering all your strength, you grab the body, now cold, and drag it away
from the bookcase, leaving a trail of blood.  You notice a bloody folder here
that must have been lying beneath the body.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 71

SQUREEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAACCHKKKKK !!!!

A terribly loud noise issues from the old desk chair.  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 72
You can't move the chair to the bookcase because the body would be in the way.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 73
You move the $adjective$ $noun$ to the $object$
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 74
You spray the can of WD40 on the $object$.  When you now carefully move the
$object$ in place you find it to be as quiet as mouse.  Good job.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 75
Looking carefully through the bookcase you spot a copy of Shakespeare's
Hamlet.  Unfortunately, it is on the very top shelf and you can't reach it
from here.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 76
As you sit on the desk chair, it squeaks a bit.  Too much movement here might
cause more noise than you can afford to make, so you carefully stand up.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 77
You are now sitting on the $adjective$ $noun$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 78
You are now standing on the office chair.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 79
I don't think that standing on the $adjective$ $noun$ is a good idea.  Even if
it is, it won't help you in this game.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 80
(Getting up...)
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 81
The $noun$ is extremely heavy and can't really be moved in this particular
manner.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 82
Moving the $noun$ doesn't seem to be of any help.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 83
The table is much heavier than you thought it would be.  Using both hands, you
are just able to pick it up enough to see the outline of what appear to be
buttons on the underside of it.  Straining from the weight, you put it back
down.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 84
As you start to lift the end table, the lamp falls to the floor with a mighty
CRAAAASSHH !!!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 85
Officer Harvey comes running into the office:

"What the?...Hey!...What's going on here?!!"

Harvey sees the dead body lying here and slaps a pair of handcuffs on you.
He leads you down stairs where you are arrested and charged in the murder
of Andrew Shannon.  You are found guilty on all charges.

Close but no cigar...If you want to be a secret agent, you'd better
learn how to keep your work a secret...



END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 86
The table is extremely heavy but you manage to turn it over.  It seems that
the end table is not a table at all, but rather a large safe with a series of
buttons on it's steel door.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 87
The radio plays quietly for a while, but not wanting to push your luck, you
turn it off.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 88
You hear a bit of static and then the radio dies out all together and you turn
it back off.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 89
It's one of the many buttons on the front of the safe.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 90
The top-left drawer is empty.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 91
You step up onto the desk chair but realize it's just too rickety.  Cleverly,
you change your mind.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 92
(Getting off of office chair...)
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 93
Do you want to push the Shredder Button?
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 94
Then please name a specific button when pushing. (e.g. PUSH A4)
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 95

The safe door swings open, revealing...

                  a paper scrap and an inner panel.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 96
The safe is already open.  You'd have to close it to push the buttons again.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 97
You'll have to try harder than that.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 98
Again, you muster your strength only to slop the body around again and make
even a bigger mess of things.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 99
When you open the copy of Hamlet, you realize that in fact it is a journal
of some sort.  There is a title page and entries dated 1-19-92 through
1-23-92 hand-written on the first few pages of the book.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 100
Groping around on the west wall, you feel a light switch here.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 101
Besides a whole lot of blood, you see the corner of what appears to be a
folder of some type.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 102
You aren't able to do that while the body is still lying on the folder.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 103
It wouldn't be smart to carry the folders around, the papers might fall out
and then you'd certainly be up a creek for tampering with evidence.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 104
That folder isn't here.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 105
Sorry, you can't do that...
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 106

The inner panel clicks open revealing...

                                a draft memo.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 107
It might be better, in this case, to type ON something like paper.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 108
You're remedial typing skills are not the best but you manage to peck out a
few words on what is now a fairly smart typing test.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 109
That might be construed as tampering with evidence.  You wisely decide against
it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 110
The blank stationery is not in the typewriter.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 111
"Look, don't ask ME about anything.  You're the one who has the explaining to
do," the officer replies tersely.
END_MESSAGE


MESSAGE 112
     "I am not at liberty to discuss anything here.  If you have something to 
     give me, please do," Officer Katz generously allows.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 113
Something else is already in the typewriter.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 114
You can't hang up the $noun$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 115
You would have to close the inner panel in order to do that.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 116
Then please phrase as TYPE ?????? ON PANEL.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 117
You'd better hang up the phone.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 118
You choose to avoid trouble and head home.  You take a quick elevator ride
down to the first floor where Officer Harvey tips his hat to you and
wishes you a lovely weekend.

The beltway traffic was much worse than you had expected and by the time you
get home you find that there is no food in the oven but a note on the table
that reads:

     Pete,
     I'm sorry but our lives were going nowhere.  All these years together
     and what do I have to show for it?  Nothing but heart-ache and
     embarrasement when ever I have to admit that my husband is just a lowly
     janitor.

                         Good Luck,
                              Elise


Oh, well...Can't win 'em all...
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 119
    "I'm sorry?  Do what?"
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 120
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND...LOOK, I'LL SEND SOMEBODY UP THERE RIGHT AWAY."

    -CLICK-

    He hung up.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 121
"YOU'RE LOOKING FOR CHIEF OFFICER KATZ?  NO PROBLEM.  I'LL SEND HIM UP
RIGHT AWAY."


    -CLICK-

    He hung up.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 122
Officer Harvey is getting impatient, "I don't care about the $Object$.  I want
to know what the hell you are doing here!"
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 123
    "You will have plenty of time to explain yourself later.  Right now,      
    you'd better be able to give me some evidence to support your theory."    

    
You can see that Officer Katz is being quite generous.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 124
The line seems to be busy.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 125


Chief Officer David Katz comes in to the room:

    "Did you call sec...?"

Suddenly he notices the blood on the floor and the dead body of Andrew
Shannon.  He draws his gun!

    "Hold it!"

You freeze in terror, as you stare down the barrel of Katz's gun...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 126

    "I hope you can explain this O'Brien...You could be in a lot of trouble
     here."

Regathering your nerve, as you realize that you might be dealing with a
sympathetic ally, you explain your theory...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 127
     "That's a pretty serious charge.  Do you have any proof to back that     
     up?"
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 128


Officer Katz takes the $noun$ from you and looks it over carefully.
     
    "I'm sorry, but this isn't gonna help you out any....

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 129


Officer Katz takes the $adjective$ $noun$ and looks it over very carefully.

    "Hmm...this could be a very damning piece of evidence....

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 130

    I believe we've got a case here.  Please come with me, Mr. O'Brien.  You  
    are going to be a hero around here."

Officer Katz leads you down the hallway and into the security office where you
are fully interrogated and debriefed...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 131
    Unfortunately, I just don't think I have enough to go on here.  What      
    you've given me is just not enough to support you claims.  I'm sorry Mr.  
    O'Brien you're going to have to come with me."

Officer Katz leads you down the hallway and into the security office where you
are fully interrogated and debriefed...
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 132
    Got anything else?  You're gonna have to be able to prove these           
    accusations pretty thoroughly you know."

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 133

Harvey surveys the office in shambles, turned upside down during your
investigation.
   
   "So, you fancy yourself as some kind of a detective, huh?  Thought you     

   might take matters into your own hands?  Decided to become the big hero?   

   Well, forget about it, pal.  That's it.  You're through!"

Harvey draws his gun and forces you up against the wall...

END_MESSAGE


MESSAGE 134
   "Please don't read to me.  If you have evidence please give it to me."

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 135
   "Wait a minute.  Let me get this straight.  You think the killer is who?"  

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 136
Are you trying to enter the password?
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 137
It wouldn't be of much use to $verb$ the $noun$.  At least it won't help you
crack this case.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 138


That night, Officer James Joyce Harvey was taken into temporary custody and
thoroughly interrogated in the SLYFOX case.  Investigators worked from the
evidence drawn up by Shannon and unearthed, in part, by you.  However, it
wasn't enough to get a conviction in the case.

A few days after Harvey felt he was in the clear, he disappeared from sight.
Some months later CIA operatives were able to track Harvey to a remote area in
the Florida Everglades. The investigation culminated in a latenight shoot-out
at a remote airstrip where Harvey was apparently able to pilot his single
engine aircraft away from the reportedly heavy gun fire.

Hurricane conditions were reported off the Florida coast around the time of
the daring escape and certain government reports claimed that the SLYFOX never
made it as far as international waters.  Other reports argue that he was able
to fly to safety and is now beleived to be under the protection of the either
the KGB or the IRA.





In either case, you returned to work on the following Monday, because there
were floors to be waxed and urinals to be scrubbed, and spent the rest of your
days, peering in at life from the outside...Maybe some day...
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 139


While you had unearthed a great deal of the evidence that Shannon had gathered
in the SLYFOX case, your theory on who killed him and the other operatives was
fundamentally incorrect.  CIA investigators spent months going on your lead
until they finally determined there was no hard evidence in the case.  You
yourself were also put up to strenuous interrogations in the weeks and months
that followed.  However, based on the findings and the eventual reports,
Andrew Shannon was concluded to have been the SLYFOX.

Although your name was cleared, you were deemed a security risk and not
allowed to return to work at Langley.  Fortunately you eventually found employ
elsewhere, mopping floors and scrubbing toilets at Warren G. Harding
Elementary School...Maybe, some day you'll be a hero...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 140

Based on your shrewd evaluation of the evidence  unearthed from the office of
Andrew Shannon, CIA investigators were able to get the jump on turncoat
Officer James Joyce Harvey.  Your suspicions were correct.  Harvey was indeed
the man responsible for the earlier killings of the operatives as well as that
of Shannon.

Only Harvey met all of the criterion pointed to by Shannon.  He had in fact
been on to OPERATION: NIGHTWATCH and attempted to finish it off by killing
Shannon and setting it up as a suicide.  He was sloppy however.  He typed a
fake suicide note on a different typewriter than the one in Shannon's office
and even dated before the date on Shannon's first memo to CONTROL 1.  He
thought that destroying his file would make the investigation moot.  He was
wrong on all accounts.

Your superb analysis and keen discovery of all the pertinent information did
not go unnoticed.  You and your lovely wife Elise, dined in private with the
President and First Lady as well as CONTROL 1 and his wife.  At that
clandestine ceremony you were given a special citation and offered a lucrative
position at the agency.  Ironically, you were give Shannon's old office where
you sit day in and day out waiting for your chance to once again prove
yourself in the world of International Espionage...


But all of that means little, because finally, for the first time in your
life, you, Peter O'Brien, Jr. were a hero...


END_MESSAGE


MESSAGE 141


    "Listen, to me O'Brien.  I'm walking you downstairs.  You will not say a  
    word of this.  I will bring you out to the parking lot, you will get in   
    your car and go home.  Follow me, pal?"

Wisely you shake your head in utter fright and disbelief.  You follow the
Officers commands as you head out to the lot.  Where you are summarily
executed at point blank.  


What ever happened after that you will never know...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 142
You can't do that.  Primarily, because it's not here.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 143
If you'd like to move the lamp, pick it up and put it down where you want it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 144
What buttons?  You can't see any buttons right now.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 145
The lamp is now plugged into the extension.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 146
The beat up old Smith & Corona sits on the desk top.  There is a note written
on a piece of stationery still in the typewriter.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 147
The beat up old Smith & Corona sits on the desk top.  Something is typed on
the stationery that sits in the typewriter.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 148
The beat up old Smith & Corona sits on the desk top.  There is a piece of
blank stationery in the carriage.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 149
The lamp is already plugged into the electrical extension.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 150
Taking the $noun$ from you, the officer responds coldly, "I hardly think this
$noun$ will help you explain your way out of this."
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 151
"If you have any evidence, please give it to me," Katz says.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 152
You already have the $adjective$ $noun$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 153

Before you have a chance to do another thing, Officer Harvey bursts into the
office.

"Hey, what the hell is going on here?!"

The officer stands near the door and seems prepared to reach inside of his
jacket...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 154
The office chair is to heavy to pick up and carry but you should be able to
push or move it somewhere.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 155
You can't get the body but you might be able to move it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 156
You spray the WD40 on the $noun$.  When you now carefully move the
$noun$ in place you find it to be as quiet as mouse.  Good job.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 157
You don't have anything to $verb$ the $noun$ with.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 158
There is really no place to sufficiently hide yourself.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 159
Please read a specific entry.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 160

Like a good little boy, you hustle yourself down in the elevator and to the
security office.  You tell them everything you saw and the officer on duty
guarantees to check it out thoroughly.  He thanks you and sees you out.

The beltway traffic was much worse than you had expected and by the time you
get home you find that there is no food in the oven but a note on the table
that reads:

     Pete,
     I'm sorry but our lives were going nowhere.  All these years together
     and what do I have to show for it?  Nothing but heart-ache and
     embarrasement when ever I have to admit that my husband is just a lowly
     janitor.

                         Good Luck,
                              Elise


Oh, well...Can't win 'em all...
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 161
That might be a good idea, but how...?
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 162

    All of this evidence is quite interesting.  We might have a case here.    
    Please come with me, Mr. O'Brien."

Officer Katz leads you down the hallway and into the security office where you
are fully interrogated and debriefed...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 163

That night you were given a formal thanks by the Security Department at
Langley who forwarded all of the evidence you uncovered to CIA investigators. 
Officer James Joyce Harvey was taken into custody and thoroughly interrogated
in SLYFOX matter.  He was cool as could be however under intense pressure and
devulged no information that could be used against him.  Investigators had
only the evidence you presented them and from that were unable to determine
that a murder had indeed taken place.

The SLYFOX case was closed some months later and it was determined that Andrew
Shannon, bereaved, and mentally unstable did indeed commit suicide on January
24, 1992.  To this day most insiders at Langley familiar with case beleive
that Shannon was indeed the mole and killed himself in shame.  You've always
beleived that not to be the case but were unable to prove it conclusively...

You were deemed a security risk after that and reassigned to a comfortable
position as head janitor at the newly re-opened consulate in Beirut, Lebanon.

Good luck...

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 164
You attempt to fix it, but realize that it was overworked to the point that
now it is beyond repair.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 165
You dial for a few minutes and have a great deal of fun before you realize the
potential of this act if only you were holding the receiver at the same time.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 166
Please specify the specific folder you would like to $verb$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 167
The folder itself is unreadable because of all the blood.  There are no files
inside.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 168
You put the lamp, extension attached, on the $object$ although you certainly
can't plug it in from there.  The extension is just not long enough.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 169
You put the lamp on the plant stand and find that the cord is long enough to
reach the extension which is already plugged into the outlet.  You do all of
that and pause for a second to admire your sensible handiwork.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 170
"Don't read to me, pal.  You are in this up to your eyeballs, buddy."
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 171
You already have the bloody folder
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 172
    "I can't really make anything out of this.  It's a folder covered in      
    blood.  It can't really be considered evidence...
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 173
There is nobody here to give anything to.
END_MESSAGE


MESSAGE 174
Your eyes shoot over towards the gun, as you begin to pick it up...

"Don't even THINK about it, pal!"  

The officer stands ready to back up his words.  You decide not to even THINK
about it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 175
Shannon's body is now a bloody mess.  Since you have dragged it about, it lies
off to the side of the room in a crumpled mess.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 176

There is a badge attached to his shirt.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 177

A table lamp sits on the end table.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 178

A table lamp sits on the plant stand.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 179

A table lamp is here.
END_MESSAGE
