Start of a transcript of JIGSAW An Interactive History Copyright (c) 1995 by Graham Nelson Release 3 / Serial number 951129 / Inform v1600 Library 6/1 Standard interpreter 1.1 Interpreter 1 Version C / Library serial number 951024 >e Tundra A shallow hillside cleared of trees. The wind whips up the snow into your eyes, and visibility is low into the grey twilight. The hill descends to a basin from here. A snow goose hisses and croaks as it stalks the frozen earth. >u Rocky Crags The crags on top of the hill are rough outcrops of granite, surrounded by dangerous drops on most sides. The snow beats against your face and you crouch low to hide from the wind. The landscape is like Siberian tundra, but even Siberia goes through the motions: nature and life surround you. An old coil of cable hangs over one of the crags. >get cable (putting the little key into the canvas rucksack to make room) Taken. >brush snow You can't see any such thing. >sweep snow You can't see any such thing. >d Tundra A shallow hillside cleared of trees. The wind whips up the snow into your eyes, and visibility is low into the grey twilight. The hill descends to a basin from here. A snow goose hisses and croaks as it stalks the frozen earth. >d Snowy Basin The snowy basin of the hillside, almost unnaturally flat in these sculpted, rocky hills. A tricky path across the permafrost climbs uphill. >sweep snow You uncover a flat metal disc area beneath the snow. A shaft is sunken into it. [Your score has just gone up by one point.] >tie cable to ring You tie the cable to the ring, and lower the other end into the shaft. >climb cable I don't think much is to be achieved by that. >d Metal Shaft Out of the wind, but still bitterly cold, this is a cylindrical shaft lined with metal. A just-climbable cable leads upward to a tiny circle of light through which grey-white sky can be seen. A huge silvery missile, with a United States flag painted on the side and the serial code WDID-51, lurks in this silo, pointed at the sky. Perhaps this isn't Siberia after all. [Your score has just gone up by one point.] >x missile Would you believe it, there seems to be an access hatch on the side, made of some grey metal. >open hatch You open the missile. >in In the Serpent's Mouth You do pick the safest places to go: this time, a cramped compartment inside the nuclear missile, whose only (but very inviting) exit is to west. And wouldn't you know it, there are three conspicuous buttons here: red, green and blue. The missile begins to vibrate and your stomach lurches. Perhaps these events are related in some way. Perhaps, and this is an even nastier thought, this is the accident you and Black concocted between you. >press red (the red button left) "This widespread deterrent implementation device is now armed," says a disembodied American voice. >press green (the green button left) There is dull clanging sound from without. "Please do not press this button again," says a disembodied American voice. >press green (the green button left) "Please do not press this button again," says a disembodied American voice. >press blue "This widespread deterrent implementation device is now disarmed," says a disembodied American voice. >out Metal Shaft Out of the wind, but still bitterly cold, this is a cylindrical shaft lined with metal. A just-climbable cable leads upward to a tiny circle of light through which grey-white sky can be seen. A piece of the hatch has come away, and the rest stands open. You can also see an edge piece here. The missile vibrates in a sinister, active way. >get edge piece Taken. [Your score has just gone up by one point.] >u Snowy Basin The snowy basin of the hillside, almost unnaturally flat in these sculpted, rocky hills. A tricky path across the permafrost climbs uphill. In the centre of the basin, where the snow has been cleared, is an open metal shaft, about ten feet in radius, within which is darkness. A small ring projects from one side of the disc, and the length of cable hangs down into the shaft from it. >get cable The coil is tied in place. The missile explodes out of the shaft in the hillside, streaking upwards, billowing white smoke, climbing a plume into the sky. >untie cable You untie the cable, and pull it up into a coil again. >get cable You already have that. >up Tundra A shallow hillside cleared of trees. The wind whips up the snow into your eyes, and visibility is low into the grey twilight. The hill descends to a basin from here. A snow goose hisses and croaks as it stalks the frozen earth. >w Copse of Fir Trees The edge of a very thick copse of tall green fir trees, which surround on almost every side. To the southwest is an open doorway into a wood-slatted shed, ancient and decrepit. A mighty fir tree stands out from the dense copse, its branches hung with snow. Out of reach in one of the lower branches is the snow goose's nest. From inside the rucksack, you hear a bell ring. >throw cable at nest You throw the cable and it loops around the branch, hanging down either side into your hands. >climb What do you want to climb? >cable You pull the cable, wrenching the springy branch down until it's about half as high as it was, and the nest just about within reach. >get nest (Letting go of the cable in the process... which is unfortunate since, as a result, the branch gives a mighty swing back, hurling the cable away high into the air.) The nest is too high up. >undo Copse of Fir Trees [Previous turn undone.] >sw You can't go far while still holding the cable! >tie cable to me (Letting go of the cable in the process... which is unfortunate since, as a result, the branch gives a mighty swing back, hurling the cable away high into the air.) You would achieve nothing by this. >undo Copse of Fir Trees [Previous turn undone.] >