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MESSAGE 1
   Somewhere nearby, you hear a terrible crack and the crying of sailors          
   as the ship breaks up and plunges into the depths of the ocean.                
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 2
   Feeling the weight of the chain mail, you struggle to remove it,               
   but before you can squirm out of it, you are carried into the depths           
   of the sea.  Your lungs are bursting, and you take one final gasp --           
   of water.                                                                      
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MESSAGE 3
   You are dragged under the surface by the weight of what you are carrying.      
   As your last breath bubbles upwards, you rapidly lose conciousness.            
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 4
   You are carrying too much weight!  You can't swim with all that!               
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 5
   You are carrying a lot of weight for swimming!  Only the empty keg is          
   keeping you afloat - and maybe not for too much longer!                        
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 6
   Ooops!  I think you dropped something!                                         
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MESSAGE 7
   Suddenly a huge shark appears from out of nowhere!  It snaps viciously         
   at you as you try to swim away!                                                
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 8
   Out of the corner of your eye, you catch a sudden movement.                    
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 9
   The burning twigs are starting to flicker and die down...                      
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MESSAGE 10
   The burning twigs have gone out!                                               
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MESSAGE 11
   Hmmm... those flowers you're carrying could do with some water.                
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MESSAGE 12
   There is so much magic here, that your sense of direction is confused.         
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 13
   You are starting to feel dizzy and your vision is going blurry.  Either        
   you're not getting enough air or you are totally out of condition...           
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 14
   Your head starts to spin, and you notice abstractly that your fingers are      
   turning blue.  You stagger a few steps more, but then everything goes black,   
   and you feel yourself falling into a bottomless pit...                         
                                                                                  
                **** You are dead! ****                                           
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 15
   As you drop the $noun$, it vanishes beneath the waves!                         
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MESSAGE 16
   As you lift the tapestry, you see that it hides a secret doorway to your       
   north.  It looks dark in there.                                                
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MESSAGE 17
   The girl takes the flowers, and looks up with eyes suddenly full of love       
   for you.  She tells you her name is Miranda.                                   
                                                                                  
   There follows a touching love scene, which Mr Shakespeare does much better     
   than I can.  This is the critical bit:                                         
                                                                                  
        MIRANDA: Do you love me?                                                  
                                                                                  
        FERDINAND (you!): O Heaven, O Earth, bear witness to this sound,          
           And crown what I profess with kind event                               
           If I speak true!  ...I,                                                
           Beyond all limit of what else in the world,                            
           Do love, prize, honor you.                                             
                                                                                  
        MIRANDA: I am a fool, to weep at what I am glad of.                       
                                                                                  
   See, I told you it was touching.                                               
                                                                                  
   Miranda takes you home to meet her dad, Prospero, who was deposed many         
   years ago by his brother, the current Duke, and set adrift in a boat with      
   his baby daughter.  Prospero is now a great magician, and caused the           
   tempest which shipwrecked you on the island.                                   
                                                                                  
   After some time, you are re-united with your father, the King. The current     
   Duke of Milan is disgraced and everyone returns home.  You marry Miranda,      
   and everyone lives happily ever after.                                         
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MESSAGE 18
   You $verb$ the $noun$ to the $object$, but the $object$ seems                  
   puzzled about what to do with it, and eventually gives it back.                
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MESSAGE 19
   Red wine gurgles out of the keg until it is empty.                             
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MESSAGE 20
   You pour out the contents of the vial.  As the fluid hits the ground,          
   a cloud of smoke appears and you see that it has burnt a hole.                 
                                                                                  
   As you move the vial, you hear a very quiet rattling sound.                    
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MESSAGE 21
   The figure replies only with a song:                                           
                                                                                  
              "Full fathom five thy father lies;                                  
                 Of his bones are coral made;                                     
               Those are pearls that were his eyes;                               
                 Nothing of him that doth fade                                    
               But doth suffer a sea change                                       
                 Into something rich and strange."                                
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 22
   The figure whispers only "My name is Ariel!" and plays more of its             
   alluring music.                                                                
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 23
   The girl peeks out from her hiding spot.                                       
   After a moment, she whispers:                                                  
                                                                                  
      "O brave new world, that has such people in it!"                            
                                                                                  
   Then she dodges out of sight again.                                            
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 24
   The girl peeks out from her hiding spot, but says nothing.                     
   After a moment, she dodges out of sight again.                                 
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 25
   You try to sweep the sword through the air, but it is impossible while         
   trying to swim.  You plunge beneath the waves, and suck in a lungful of        
   water.  Gasping and choking, you lose sense of direction, and very quickly     
   drown.                                                                         
                                                                                  
           *** You are dead! ***                                                  
                                                                                  
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MESSAGE 26
   You sweep the sword through the air, and with one mighty stroke,               
   you chop off the $noun$'s head!  The $noun$ is dead!                           
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MESSAGE 27
   You attempt to kill the $noun$ with the sword, but it dodges                   
   easily out of the way.                                                         
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MESSAGE 28
   You try cutting the vines with the $OBJECT$, but it is useless.                
   You need something longer.                                                     
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MESSAGE 29
   With one sweep of your sword, you slash through the vines.                     
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MESSAGE 30
   You're not carrying the $noun$, you idiot!                                     
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MESSAGE 31
   You place the contraption in the quicksand.  The plank just stretches          
   across, and the keg is keeping it afloat.                                      
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MESSAGE 32
   You place the contraption across the grass, which you now see to be hiding     
   a deep patch of quicksand.  The plank just stretches across, and the keg is    
   keeping it afloat.                                                             
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MESSAGE 33
   The keg bobs up and down rather forlornly in the middle of the quicksand.      
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 34
   The $noun$ appears to be slowly sinking in a pool of quicksand...              
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 35
   You put the end of the twigs in the fire.  After a few minutes, they           
   burst into flame.                                                              
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MESSAGE 36
   You put the leaden key into the large retort.  After a few moments, the hot    
   yellow liquid starts to emit silvery bubbles that cluster around the key, so   
   that you cannot see it.  Gradually, the bubbles cease, and you see that        
   the key has been transformed.                                                  
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MESSAGE 37
   You put the $adjective$ $noun$ into the large retort.  The cold yellow liquid  
   seethes for a little while, but nothing much seems to happen.                  
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MESSAGE 38
   You put the $adjective$ $noun$ into the large retort.  The hot yellow liquid   
   begins to fizz and bubble, and you see bits of the $noun$ coming off.  In a    
   matter of moments, the $noun$ has dissolved and is gone completely.            
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 39
   You can't seem to fasten the $noun$ to the $object$.                           
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MESSAGE 40
   You don't have anything to tie the $noun$ to the $object$ with!                
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 41
   You use the loose vines to tie the $noun$ to the $object$.  You are now        
   holding a makeshift contraption.                                               
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MESSAGE 42
   You untie the contraption.                                                     
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MESSAGE 43
   As you attempt to $verb$ the girl, there is a sudden clap of thunder,          
   which knocks you to the ground!                                                
                                                                                  
   Suddenly, the figure of a grey-bearded man appears, his face full of wrath!    
   "This will teach you to take liberties with my daughter!" he cries, and        
   a bolt of lightning bursts from his staff and consumes you utterly.            
                                                                                  
                     *** You are dead! ***                                        
                                                                                  
   (That will teach you... this is a gentle, ROMANTIC adventure game!)            
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 44
   You try to reach out and grasp the girl, but she skips lightly away            
   before you can touch her.  But the more you look at her, the more              
   beautiful and desirable she seems to be.  Your heart beats wildly,             
   and fills with longing.                                                        
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 45
   You try to get the contraption, but the quicksand is holding it down           
   and you can't lift it out.                                                     
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MESSAGE 46
   You reach out and touch the dragon's head in the centre of the door.           
   You feel a sudden shock, that travels all through your body, as if you have    
   been struck by lightning. However, the gloves you are wearing seem to          
   protect you from the worst of the shock.                                       
                                                                                  
   The dragon moves as though alive, and begins to speak in a deep, gravelly      
   voice:                                                                         
                                                                                  
   "Enter the domain of Prospero... at your peril!"                               
                                                                                  
   The door swings open...                                                        
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MESSAGE 47
   You reach out and touch the dragon's head in the centre of the door.           
   You feel a sudden shock, that travels all through your body, as if you have    
   been struck by lightning.  The shock becomes stronger and stronger, your       
   body begins to jerk and shudder in pain, and your hair begins to catch fire.   
                                                                                  
   The dragon speaks:                                                             
                                                                                  
   "Thus perish those who attempt to trespass on the domain of Prospero!"         
                                                                                  
                *** You are dead! ***                                             
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MESSAGE 48
   As you gaze into the crystal globe, your eyes seem to blur, and you begin      
   to see visions...                                                              
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MESSAGE 49
   To your amazement, you see your father and his councillors, walking along      
   the beach, apparently unharmed.                                                
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MESSAGE 50
   You are astonished to see Stephano, the butler, and Trinculo the jester,       
   staggering along through the jungle, reeling drunk, in company with the        
   half-human brute you encountered earlier.                                      
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MESSAGE 51
   You are stunned to see your ship, which you had thought now on the             
   bottom of the ocean, floating serenely at harbour in a bay of the              
   island.                                                                        
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MESSAGE 52
   You extinguish the twigs, burning your fingers slightly in the process.        
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MESSAGE 53
   You open the $adjective$ drawer.                                               
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MESSAGE 54
   You use the tiny silver key to unlock the book.  You remove the clasp,         
   and open the pages at random.                                                  
                                                                                  
   A riot of wierd and wonderful illustrations and illuminated text greets        
   your eye, and a very strange feeling comes over you...                         
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MESSAGE 55
   You bend over the book to try to read the words, but they are in a language    
   you do not know.  But as you try to spell out the sounds to yourself, your     
   vision starts to dim, and you feel suddenly dizzy.                             
                                                                                  
   Suddenly the book seems to become larger and larger, and you find yourself     
   falling forward, and into the very book itself.                                
                                                                                  
   You black out, and only come to your senses after an unknown period of time.   
                                                                                  
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 56
   You cast the red spell over the red flowers, which are suddenly altered.       
END_MESSAGE

MESSAGE 57
   You $verb$ the $noun$ at the $object$, but it                                  
   just bounces away, and nothing much seems to happen.                           
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