Whereabouts You are standing in an open field west of a white house, with a boarded front door. There is a small mailbox here. (Zork) Gepost door Matthias op 12 november 2009 om 10:22 am. U kan reageren, of een trackback vanaf uw eigen site plaatsen.
You wake up. The room is spinning very gently round your head. Or at least it would be if you could see it which you can’t.
It is pitch black.
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