MESSAGE 1
Surely you're not the type of person who would wear a $NOUN$?
Don't you know that $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$s are not in fashion?
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 2
Wear the $NOUN$?  Wear the $NOUN$?  Check around.....do you see
any $NOUN$ here?
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 3
You must be holding the $NOUN$ before you can wear it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 4
Okey Dokey, you are now wearing the $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$, and it
looks terrific on you!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 5
Too bad there's not a mirror around......one quick glance in it 
would reveal that you're already wearing the $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 6
Remove the $NOUN$?  Remove the $NOUN$?  Do you see any $NOUN$ here??
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 7
Modesty and decorum prohibit the removal of the $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$
in a public place.  Besides, without the $NOUN$ you might catch a
nasty cold.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 8
Okey Dokey, you have removed the $NOUN$ and are now carrying it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 9
You are not wearing the $NOUN$, thus you cannot remove the $NOUN$!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 10
You glance furtively through the canopy and get a serious tummy 
ache as the engine screams and the ground flies up.  Better do
something soon before this situation gets (ahem) critical.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 11
Another quick look through the canopy and your heart leaps into 
your throat.  You can make out houses and cars and .........

Holy.....WHAT?  WHAT  DID  YOU  SAY???
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 12
Now you can see cats and dogs and cows and horses looking up and 
running like.....WHAT?  WHAT  DID  YOU  SAY???
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 13
  The F-16 with you piloting it ...(that's a laugh)... smashes into a
  corn field at Mach 3.  The area is quickly roped off by a local
  farmer who makes a fortune selling tickets to see what he claims is 
  a cavity excavated by a passing UFO from Uranus.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 14
Is it your habit to resort to profanity in the absence of logic?
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 15
You plug the wire into the outlet and hear a frantic voice yelling:

               "HOLY ...., THE PLANE IS FALLING!!!!"
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 16
The parachute harness has been securely tightened.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 17
Sorry, you'll have to name each item you want to take or drop.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 18
Okey Dokey, you are now carrying the $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 19
Check it out dummy ..... you already have the $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 20
You already have the $NOUN$.  You're wearing it and will have to
remove it in order to carry it.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 21
What $NOUN$?  Do you see any $NOUN$ here?  I don't see any $NOUN$
here!  You must learn to be more aware of your surroundings!!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 22
Well now, it's quite impossible to take the $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$,  
but if you're determined to waste your time.......
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 23
With everything else you're carrying, you can't possibly take on 
the additional weight of the $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$.  

Maybe you can facilitate its transportation in another manner.  
Then again, maybe not.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 24
You drop the $ADJECTIVE$ $NOUN$, quite narrowly missing your foot 
in the process.  Do be more careful!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 25
Okay, you have unplugged the wire.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 27
How can you possibly drop the $NOUN$ if you aren't carrying it in 
the first place?  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 26
Drop the $NOUN$?  Drop the $NOUN$?  Look around, dummy; there's no
$NOUN$ around here!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 29
An impossible feat inasmuch as you're not carrying the $NOUN$.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 28
If you want to put the $NOUN$ someplace, you'll have to take it
off first.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 30
You plug the wire into the outlet and a faint noise can be heard
coming from inside the helmet.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 31
   You pull the brass ring and a sudden explosion causes the canopy to
   fly up over your head.  At the same moment, a bone-crunching impact
   in the seat of your pants knocks you unconscious.

   You awaken shortly floating through the air much like bricks don't.
   Your parachute is about a hundred yards away being blown off to the 
   west by the prevailing winds.

   Having nothing else to do at the moment, you reflect upon your
   existence and, finding nothing of interest, hit the ground with
   a resounding thump.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 32
   You pull the brass ring and a sudden explosion causes the canopy to
   fly up over your head.  At the same moment, a bone-crunching impact
   in the seat of your pants knocks you unconscious.

   You are floating through the air securely strapped in your parachute
   harness, but you don't know it because you're hanging there out cold.

   Falling.....falling.....falling.....falling.......not falling.....










   It sure is cold in here. Brrr!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 33
           OH...GEE...you really shouldn't have done that!  

                    Obviously you haven't read 
                  VERY IMPORTANT NOTICE 3.14159 
                     from the Flight Kitchen.

    It warned that enemy agents were recently discovered doing 
    unspeakable things to the chocolate inventory, not the least 
 of which was injecting deadly poison into several pieces at random.

      You just gulped down one of the affected ones.  Yuucck!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 34
You'll have to remove the candy from your pocket first.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 35
Your vocabulary of four-letter words is remarkably fluent.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 36
You plug the wire into the outlet and hear a concerned voice say:

"Warning!  Polar bears are known to wander into this room in search
of food.  I thought you should know that polar bears have an
affinity for green peas.  

So, to protect yourself, scatter a few around the hole in the ice,
and when a bear comes in to take a pea, kick him in the ice hole."
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 37
It doesn't fit.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 38
"Click"
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 39
You turn the latchkey in the handle.  A tiny, hidden hatch opens
at your feet; an adorable little gnome races out of it, examines
your boots disapprovingly, and scurries about polishing them to a
mirror finish with startling efficiency.

Completing his task, the gnome admires his reflection in the boots
and pops back through the tiny hatch, which disappears from view.

   (Perhaps you should take a moment to examine them yourself.)

Out of the corner of your left eye, something blue catches your
attention.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 40
Nothing happens.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 41
You reach through the gate and touch a wall of something disgusting,
like frozen broccoli.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 42
You turn the masterkey in the lever and a harsh voice barks a 
command for you to DROP THE PARACHUTE STRAPS...IMMEDIATELY!!!

You're so startled by the noise that you automatically comply.

The voice says, "Hot Doggies, I always wanted some of these!"

A hairy hand reaches up through the icy floor and snatches
the parachute straps away.

The voice then says, "I never take something without giving 
something in return.  My mommy taught me that."

The hairy hand, attached to a hairier arm, reaches up, drops
something into your hands and disappears from view.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 43
The calipers indicate the diameter of the white ball is 88.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 44
"Click....whirrr....crunch....wheeze...."
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 45
A large boxing glove at the end of a coiled spring erupts from a 
hidden panel in the door and strikes you smartly in the nose.

As you reel from the shock, the boxing glove retracts into the
panel and disappears.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 46
You push the button and hear what sounds like a bolt being 
retracted in the door.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 47
You'll have to open the door first.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 48
The odor is acrid and toxic enough to kill you if the plane
doesn't hit the ground first.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 49
You find a spot where you can look through the iron filigree in
the gate.  The entire area behind it is filled with something that
resembles frozen broccoli.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 50
The end of the torch feels cold, wet, and oily.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 51
Okay, you manage to tie the rope to the icy stalagmite, but since
your knot-tieing ability is not too swift.....better check it out!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 52
You climb back up to the top of the precipice and remove the rope
from the stalagmite, shaping it into a coil for ease of carrying.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 53
You successfully climb down the rope, proving the old adage that
two hands are better than one.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 54
As you enter the Ice Cave, you hear a ear-splitting roar behind you and
the floor shakes as if undergoing an earthquake.  You look back toward
the precipice and discover that the passageway to the east has been 
closed off by an avalanche of ice.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 55
You can't tie the rope to the stalagmite because it has frozen
stiff in the shape of the coil you made it into after climbing 
up from the ledge.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 56
Hold on a minute there!!  If you jump, you're going to make an
awful mess when you hit the bottom.  As concerned environmentalists,
we really can't permit your poluting a swell scenic place like this.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 57
Congratulations, you have just made a fool of yourself.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 58
You can't be serious!!  Icarus you're not.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 59
In case you haven't noticed, the match is already burning.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 60
You successfully ignite the match.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 61
Uh...say....maybe you haven't noticed that the match is burned out.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 62
The match has burned out.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 63
You have lit the torch.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 64
You'll have to strike the match first.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 65
Tsk, Tsk!!!  That would be cheating!!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 66
What match?  You don't have any matches!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 67
The torch continues to burn despite your valiant efforts to put it out.

(However, there is a distinct possibility it may eventually burn out
without your help.  Maybe sooner than you think.....)

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 68
Climbing down is a two-handed operation, especially for someone
in your pathetic shape.

You'll have to get rid of whatever you're carrying.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 69
The torch doesn't seem to be giving off as much light now as it 
did when you first lit it with the match.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 70
The point of the pick strikes the block of ice and a couple of 
small shatter-lines begin to form random patterns in the large
cube.  Not much damage done.  You might as well quit.  You're
beginning to shiver again and your fingers are turning blue.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 71
The point strikes the block again and the shatter-lines multiply 
and widen just a bit.  The ice block is still pretty solid.
Surely you can find something better to do.  It's pretty damn cold 
in here and your breathing is getting rapid and difficult from 
all this exertion.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 72
The block of ice shatters explosively into hundreds of small 
shards which scatter all about and instantly freeze to the floor.
You sure are a determined so-and-so!!  Too bad all that hard work
didn't accomplish anything positive.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 73
You don't seem to be holding an icepick.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 74
Good thinking!!  You are obviously a very intelligent person, albeit 
somewhat devious.  It really was a nice try, but it won't work!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 75
You reach through the gate in an attempt to grab the shiny object
and instantly pull your arm back full of slimy green goo.  The 
slimy goo sizzles and burns, then drops to the floor and evaporates
in a burst of acrid green smoke.  Fortunately, you are not injured
by this nauseating experience.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 76
You look through the open spaces in the iron gate but can't see
very far in the flickering light from the torch.  However, it
appears that the passageway continues further to the north.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 77
The calipers indicate the diameter of the white ball is 90.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 78
The calipers won't open wide enough to measure the block of ice.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 79
   Damn, it's really cold in this place!  You make a mental note 
   to tell the people who make these flightsuits to put more 
   insulation in them.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 80
You are completely disoriented.  Things seem to be whirling around
and your sense of balance is extremely precarious.  You see flashes
of colors you didn't know existed, but you can't focus your eyes 
on anything around you.  Your hands are shaking violently. 

Abruptly, the sensations disappear and .......

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 81
            OH GOSH!  You REALLY SHOULDN'T have done that!!

   The ball was covering a small hole in the floor through which
   cyanide gas is now escaping big time.  Is your life insurance
   paid up??  Have you made a will??  Did you put the cat out??

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 82
   The torch flame is flickering rather badly now.  It probably 
   won't last too much longer.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 83
   The torch is in serious trouble.  There is just a wisp of a flame
   and the slightest movement of air will surely extinguish it.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 84
              WHOOPS, the torch flame has gone out!!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 85
The gold key turns freely in the keyhole and the bolt slides open.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 86
You'll have to open the gate first.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 87
You walk through the now open massive iron gate.  The shiny object
that you saw earlier turns out to be nothing more than a piece of
ice on the wall reflecting light from the torch.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 88
       The cold is beginning to bother you pretty bad now.  
     Your fingers are getting numb and occasionally you shiver 
       involuntarily.  The frigid air is hurting your lungs.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 89
Holy cow, you've never been this COLD!!  Your clothing is getting
stiff and your lungs scream every time you inhale this sub-zero air.   

You're finding even the simplest movements difficult because you
are shaking so much.  DAMN, IT'S COLD IN HERE!!!

You think, "If only I could sleep."  And then, "NO, YOU IDIOT...
you CAN'T do that.....remember the instructions from arctic
survival training.....don't sleep....DON'T SLEEP...."

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 90
  You are cold...so COLD...shaking all over...breathing difficult...
  lungs freezing...mind numb...legs so tired... SO tired.....

       Your fingers and hands have lost all feeling.   

                    It's impossible to hold anything any longer.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 91
     You are unable to hold your eyes open.....it's so COLD.......
     lie down....must SLEEP....slumping to floor....closing eyes....
     much better....warmer now....feels so good, SO GOOD.....

     Sleep overcomes you within seconds and you dream that you are
     attending the opera at one of the grandest theaters in Europe.
     Suddenly, in your dream, the scene changes and you are being
     pursued by frightening, mythical creatures whose evil intent
     is to do you great bodily harm.  Run....run....run....

     Abruptly, you find yourself at the foot of a clean, warm bed,
     looking down on....looking down on.....

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 92
       You plug into the outlet and bewitching voice says:

            "Hansel and Gretel were a cute couple."

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 93
No time for sleep now....too much to do....much too much to do!!!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 94
You strike the block of ice and the shaft of the icepick breaks off
deep in the frozen cube.  You are now holding a wooden handle in 
your hand, sans pick.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 95
The flashlight won't go on.  The batteries are frozen.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 96
You can't turn the flashlight off.  The switch is broken.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 97
The calipers indicate the diameter of the white ball is 92.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 98
The flashlight is already on.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 99
What do you want to light it with?

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 100
You'll have to provide some means of accomplishing that perilous
operation, or are you some kind of alpine climber who uses no
other devices but hands and feet and more guts than sense??

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 101
A tremendous roar followed by a violent shaking of the room makes
you stumble and fall, causing everything you were holding to drop
to the floor.

Getting to your feet, you look back toward the gate and discover
that where it used to be is now tons of stone rubble blocking
any possible return in that direction.

The torch has burned out.  






However, the batteries in the flashlight have thawed sufficiently
and the light blinks on.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 102
It's pretty dark in there.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 103
The torch is close to burning out.  Better carry some other 
potential light source with you.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 104
Hey, marblehead!!  See that rope you're carrying?  Why don't you
try to tie it to something?

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 105
It's too dark in here!!  You can't find anything to strike it on.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 106
Well, sure, so you know there's a torch in here!  You peeked!!
  But how do you expect to find it in this pitch black darkness??  
     Get real!!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 107
I wouldn't try that if I were you.  It's liable to hit the ledge,
bounce off, and fall all the way down to the thermal pool.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 108
The calipers indicate the diameter of the white ball is 90.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 109
Please be more specific.  What do you propose to measure the $NOUN$ with?
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 110
Please be more specific.  What do you want to tie the rope to?
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 111
Nice try, but no bells and whistles this time.
Perhaps another phrase....like... well, you figure it out!
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 112
You go $VERB$.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 113
Whirr...whizz...grind...crunch...fizzle...wheeze......
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 114





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END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 115
        OH, OH!!!  You CAN'T SEE A THING!!  It's PITCH BLACK!!  
             You've dropped everything you were carrying.  
                   The terrible darkness is total.  
                  You become disoriented and panic.  

               As you turn to go back down the stairs 
      you impale yourself on a razor-sharp, icky, oozy, gooey, 
                green spike sticking out of the gate.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 116





                ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` ` `
                `                                         `
                `               TO RETURN                 `
                `          FROM WHENCE YOU CAME           `
                `   DETERMINE THE SUM OF THE DIAMETERS    `
                `                   OF                    `
                `     THE RUBBER BALLS YOU ENCOUNTER      `
                `        WITHIN THESE WHITE ROOMS         `
                `                  AND                    `
                `     TYPE YOUR ANSWER ON THE KEYPAD      `
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END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 117
You'll have to remove the helmet first.
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 118
Everything looks fuzzy and slightly out-of-focus and your stomach 
feels a little queasy. 
Your balance and coordination seem to be somewhat affected.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 119
Everything looks fuzzy and out-of-focus and your stomach is doing
flip-flops.
Your balance and coordination are beginning to suffer.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 120
Everything looks fuzzy and out-of-focus and your stomach is about
to lose whatever was in your box lunch.
Your balance and coordination are awful.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 121
Everything is spinning around, including your stomach.  The floor
comes up to meet you with a loud THUMP and you lie there sweating
profusely and breathing heavily, trying to avoid being violently 
ill.  In the process of falling, a pair of spectacles has been 
dislodged from its perch on your nose, and everything you were 
holding has fallen to the floor.

After several minutes of fighting back nausea, you regain your feet.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 122
Nothing happens.  Oh well, so much for that!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 123
Find it yourself, Pilot!  You got yourself into this mess.....
now get yourself out!!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 124
You concentrate, trying to discern the faint, distant noises and, 
to your utter astonishment, realize that they are the sounds of 
jet engines.  The recognition of something familiar almost makes 
you weep. You resolve to find your way back to the base even if
it kills you.

     (Well... maybe you shouldn't have put it THAT way....)

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 125
As you put the chocolate candy in the mummy's mouth, his rheummy
eyes flicker open and, with a muffled grunt, he steps out of the
steel casket.  You're so startled, something falls from your grasp.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 126
The mummy is walking slowly toward you, arms outstretched, legs
locked at the knees, every footfall making a resounding, hollow 
THUMP on the old wood floor.  His rheummy eyes blink frequently 
and he is making gurgling, guttural sounds.  

        THUMP....BLINK..BLINK....GURGLE....THUMP....

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 127
    The mummy reaches out to hug you in a gesture of appreciation for
    the yummy chocolate candy you gave him.  Unfortunately, the potent
    poison in the candy picks this tender moment to react with his 
    decayed internal organs, and he stumbles and falls on top of you,
    crushing every miserable bone in your body.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 128
The vapor from the evaporating acid burns your nostrils and plays
hell with your sinuses.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 129
Oh Yuucck!!  NO way!!  Get real!!!
Besides, Monty V. Python wouldn't approve.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 130
Oh Yuucck!!  NO way!!  Get real!!!
Besides, Mikol Vlad Pchikynstcu wouldn't approve.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 131
Oh Yuucck!!  NO way!!  Get real!!!
Besides, the Association of Mighty Vagarious People wouldn't approve.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 132
At this rate you'll never get the M-V-P Award for Adventure Game Players.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 133
A hideously disfigured phantom materializes from the depths of the old 
organ, startling you so badly something falls from your grasp.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 169
A hideously disfigured phantom materializes from the depths of the old organ.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 134
The mummy lumbers into the room, takes one look at the horrible
phantom, lets out a pitiable yelp, and lock-steps off to the
west as fast as his legs can carry him.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 135
The horrible phantom materializes before you, blocking your way.
Virtual rivulets of spittle are flowing from his contorted mouth
and dropping onto the floor, vaporizing instantly in foul-smelling
orange smoke.  Your gaze is attracted to his maniacal, hypnotic
eye, and your legs begin to wither from his virulent stare.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 136
    Frozen to the spot by the phantom's hypnotic eye, you scream as
    he clamps his deformed hands to your shoulders.  His hideous face
    draws closer to yours and you scream again.  As you inhale deeply
    to refill your lungs for yet another outburst, the phantom exhales
    his atrocious breath into your mouth, and you become history's 
    first documented case of death by bad breath.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 137
To whom do you wish to feed the yummy candy?

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 138
The enraged phantom rips the stake from your grasp and tosses it
through the doorway to the balcony.  The apparition smiles and
glares at you with his horrid eye.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 139
The enraged phantom rips the bottle from your grasp and tosses it
through the doorway to the balcony.  The apparition smiles and
glares at you with his horrid eye.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 140
You stumble down the iron steps of the spiral staircase, ending 
your journey with an unexpected drop into the room below.
Fortunately, you are not injured because you have landed feet-first
in some soft, damp mud.  You look up and discover that the steps 
have rusted away ten feet above your head.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 141
You'd do that to a poor, defenseless mummy?  Where is your
sense of fair play??

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 142
The mummy can't believe you are attempting such a hostile attack.
He brushes your arm aside and continues to advance, stiff-legged,
in your direction, arms outstretched and gurgling pathetically.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 143
If you did that, you wouldn't be able to play with it anymore.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 144
Big deal....so you've had karate lessons!!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 145
Your harrowing experiences since ejecting from the cockpit have
obviously left you deranged!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 146
     SHAKE, RATTLE AND ROLL.....I SAID SHAKE, RATTLE AND ROLL...
  
            BOOGIE.....GET DOWN......YO MAMA!!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 147
You're not carrying a necessary tool for this delicate operation.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 148
As the mallet arcs in descent toward the pointed stake held over
his heart, the vampire, with a lightning movement of his cape,
knocks everything from your grasp and jumps out of the coffin,
causing it to clatter the floor.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 149
The vampire flies bat-like to the foot of the steps, blocking your escape.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 150
The vampire looks long and lovingly at your tender neck and begins
to salivate in excited anticipation of his forthcoming liquid
refreshment.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 151
    Soaring to your scapula in the shape of a ghastly bat, the blood-
    sucker sinks his keen canines into your supple scruff and slowly
    siphons the sanguine fluid from your sagging body.

    (Apologies that your recent demise was so sadistically described
       in sentences super-saturated with "S" sounds.  Oops, sorry!)

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 152
The vampire changes into a bat and artfully avoids your attempt.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 153
The mummy lumbers into the room and seeing that the vampire is 
about to go for your throat, grabs the wood stake from the floor
and interposes himself in front of the advancing bloodsucker.
The vampire shrieks with rage and sinks his vicious teeth into
the cloth wrapping around the mummy's neck.  At that precise
moment, the mummy manages to plunge the wood stake into the
vampire's heart, and the two antagonists fall writhing and
screaming onto the pedestal, smashing it to splinters.
A moment later, their wretched lives at an end, the mummy and the
vampire vanish into another plane of existence, only to re-emerge
occasionally in old B-movies on late night television.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 154
You move the coffin aside.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 155
Who do you think you are, Wyatt Earp?  What do want to shoot him with?

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 156
Wyatt Earp you're not, but a powerful green ray of protoplasm streams
from the gun and strikes the hideous phantom, changing his already
semi-solid state into a driblet of disconnected molecules which 
float out of the doorway to be lost forever in the fog.
As you turn to leave the room, your foot kicks something on the floor.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 157
Skeleton key, skeleton key....where oh where is the skeleton key?

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 158
As you turn the skeleton key, the paneled door silently slides into
the wall revealing a long, well lighted, well maintained hallway. 
You suddenly feel quite naked.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 159
You are embarrased by your nakedness and decide not to go in that
direction.  For some reason, the hallway to the north looks both
comforting and reassuring.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 160
You are drawn toward a light at the end of the warm hall and soon
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 161
You bury the icepick deep into soft, mushy carcass of the huge
mummy, once...twice...three times.  Nothing apparently happens
to the mummy, but you certainly are getting arm-weary.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 162
You swing the icepick at the phantom in an aggressive attempt to
defend yourself, but your arm passes right through his spectral
body.  The apparition smiles and glares at you with his horrid
eye.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 163
You bury the icepick in the vampire's heart and the shaft instantly
vaporizes into an offensive gas.  You are left holding the old
wood handle.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 164
When you attempt to $VERB$ the gate, slimy, green goo gets all over
your hand, then slides off to the floor and evaporates in a cloud
of acrid green smoke.

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 165
Temper, temper.....

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 166
It takes one to know one!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 167
Given the nature of your surroundings and the uncertainty of your
predicament, it is most unwise to taste anything like THAT!

END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 168
Uh...(ahem)... what do you propose to stab the $NOUN$ with?

END_MESSAGE

; message 169 used --- see msg 133-134

MESSAGE 170
The drooling phantom fixes you to the spot with his bulging eye and
the muscles in your legs turn to water.  You tear your gaze away
from his horrible stare and glance around frantically, trying to 
control your fright and figure a way out of here.

END_MESSAGE

