Start of a transcript of Randomized escape An Interactive Fiction by Yvan Uhlmann Release 1 / Serial number 190828 / Inform 7 build 6M62 (I6/v6.33 lib 6/12N) SD The Randomized escape is a narrative fiction based on a randomized distribution of rooms, things, text and encounters. Feel free to find the possible commands (they are not randomized and are pretty basic). Drawing a map while playing makes navigation much easier. ------------------------------------------------ The sea. I want to go back to the sea. My boat. The children laughing at my side. Running away left. Being unable to open my eyes because of the sun. Wet. The waves. Water. Drops. Drops on my face. Wake up. You are lying down on a cold road. You are wet. A few seconds pass as you dry your face off. You first thought it was tears. It must have rained. What is this place? You slowly stand up trying to remember where you are, and how you ended up here. Half asleep, you start walking. Maybe you'll find something of use in here. Maybe you'll find a reason to be here. Identification number: //C536CFFE-2D05-4B68-A777-8C49E5400549// Interpreter version 2.1.6 / VM 3.1.2 / Library serial number 080126 Standard Rules version 3/120430 by Graham Nelson >about That's not a verb I recognise. >verbs That's not a verb I recognise. >help Alone in the middle of this living nightmare, you took a few seconds to think. A way out. Some clues. The threats. The darkness. I could use a lighter. A radio. Something to defend myself. Something to call for help. There will not be any help. I should not stop searching, exploring, anything could help in this misery. If it's not here. Let's hope it is in a street nearby up North or down South. >l Vacant lot Around the corner, you ended up in a vacant lot. It has enough space for an amusement park, serves as a junkyard, and looks like a battlefield. The uneven ground makes you think about these hills, where you were born. You cannot even tell if there is a sky above you. You cannot even tell if you are outside, or just in a jar full of smoke. You can see a pile of cardboxes, a mini-van and a tree here. >take all There are none at all available! >x me As good-looking as ever. >i You are carrying nothing. >x pile You start searching into the cardboxes and get welcomed by a rat. You promise yourself to stay away from cardboxes in the future. > I beg your pardon? >x pile I already lost some time examining it. >x min-van You can't see any such thing. >x mini-van This van is very dity. Maybe I should limit my examination to visual perception. And you did. I have inspected everything in this Vacant lot. Why would I even spend time searching garbage in here? What have I done to deserve this? Let's focus. I will probably find something useful somewhere else. I should not stay in some place for too long. I have to go, but in which direction? >x tree How could this average tree still be alive in this pretty ugly city? There seem to be nothing of use around here. >climb tree Little is to be achieved by that. >w At the same time you look to the West, the sound of a metallic object falling on the ground is heard in the distance. I should go to the west and investigate. Unnamed Road You wander along the road without a clue. There is still some paint left on it, a triangle symbol indicating a nearby school. You can still clearly read the "slow down" injunction, although there is no car driving along, nor school located nearby. Is that a... it is not. Constructions are getting sparse. You cannot see any obvious issue through the fog. There is no time for hesitating. I have to think straight. You can see a mini-van, a newspaper, a fire hydrant, a bench, a SUV, a car and a small note here. >take all car: Taken. small note: Taken. compact knife: Taken. >x newspaper You approach the newspaper, but you hear an atrocious scream a few meters away. A heinous shock breaks you in half as you saw an horrifying figure smiling at you in the shadow. You start to scream as it comes towards you, but when entering the light, it disappears. You calm down. You are back on your feet. But your sanity has dropped. The newspaper is yet to examine. >x newspaper As you walk toward the newspaper, a glint catch the side of your eye. You start searching in the direction of this sudden glitter, and discover an old portrait on the ground. >x portrait The girl on the picture has short red hairs. On the back is an inscription: 'I will wait you until the storm pass by; but if I were to pass before the storm, you will find the key to my heart under the red pole in our jewelry box.' There are not much information on the location of that box, but I sure wish I could find it. >take it Taken. >x newspaper This is where I found the old portrait. >take newspaper This is where I found the old portrait. >l Unnamed Road You wander along the road without a clue. There is still some paint left on it, a triangle symbol indicating a nearby school. You can still clearly read the "slow down" injunction, although there is no car driving along, nor school located nearby. Is that a... it is not. Constructions are getting sparse. You cannot see any obvious issue through the fog. There is no time for hesitating. I have to think straight. You can see a mini-van, a newspaper, a fire hydrant, a bench and a SUV here. >x min-van You can't see any such thing. >x mini-van Come to me. You froze in the middle of the Unnamed Road, terrified by those words. But there is nothing to see in the direction of this unknown voice. Come to me. What is this and where does it come from? You start to freak out. You turn around in search of a human source. Come to me. Leave me. Leave me. Leave me! You scream in fear. But then everything around you seems to stop and the Unnamed Road is filled with silence again. You calm down, but your sanity decreased. The mini-van is yet not examined. >x mini-van This carmine mini-van stinks from the other side of the street. You still go closer to the van in order to desperately find some clues. You cover your nose with your arm. The stinks. It smells like a dead animal was left inside. The windows are too dirty to see through. You try to open the front door without success. You try the back door. It opens and some liquid pours out the van on your feet. You almost throw up and gag nervously because of the putrid smell coming from outside the van. You run back to the other side of the street but an still smell the stink from your shoes. You will never go back to this van. >x mini-van I already investigate the mini-van, but I got nothing out of it. >x fire hydrant I am very sure that this hydrant does not work. I mean, have you saw the decrepitude of this City? A whisper in the streets. Your mind is clear. The building are erased. The ground is not under your feet. There is nothing around you. Nothing except the fog and that thing. The thing slowly walks towards you, dragging its left leg as if it was broken. Its mouth is torn apart. It screamed too much. But it is all silence now. Only moaning. It walks towards you. You run. You run as fast as you can. What was that thing? Who was that? Was that even human? A few seconds passes and you calm down, realizing that you don't know where you are. Let's hope that I will never see this thing again. Unnamed Alley This alley is pretty narrow. Garbage on the ground is preventing you from walking straight. This fog. This fog. I will soon wake up. I have. I have to make it. What if this was not a nightmare. For a moment you thought you see something move in front of you. This alley starts to frightens you. Your pace is getting faster, so is your heartbeat. A noise in your back - you turn around in a flash. Immobile in the middle of the alley, you look back carefully, waiting for something to come out of the fog. But nothing came. You take a deep breath and your heartbeat stabilize. You can see a mini-van, a pile of cardboxes and a cigarette end here. >take cigarette As you walk towards the cigarette end, something catches your eye on the side of the street. It blinked. It is in that sewer gutter, and your attention is completely clung to it. Your feet leave the road to the cigarette end and head for the gutter. The streets are dirty but you went on your knees. The smell, the darkness, the softened tones coming out of it, so many things feel wrong, but you come closer and look straight through the gutter grid. It is too dark to see. The unidentified thing glows once again. It is so dark in there. You slide your hand between the grid bars although you are not carrying any working lighter to help you to see. One droplet of water falls on your head. You search for the object but cannot feel a thing. You push deeper in the gutter. Another droplet falls. Still nothing. It is still glowing. You are almost there. It is raining now, and the street is getting flooded. Your arm is blocked. The water is up to your mouth now. You know what is coming. You choke once. You fear it. You choke again. You'll drown here. But you wake up. Your arm is still in the sewer but easily gets out of it. The rain stopped, you are wet and cold. You wring your shirt. Your head hurts as you realize that the streets are dry as in Summer. What is happening to my sanity? The cigarette end is yet not examined. >take all There are none at all available! >take cigarette Just another garbage in this huge pile of trash. >l Unnamed Alley This alley is pretty narrow. Garbage on the ground is preventing you from walking straight. This fog. This fog. I will soon wake up. I have. I have to make it. What if this was not a nightmare. For a moment you thought you see something move in front of you. This alley starts to frightens you. Your pace is getting faster, so is your heartbeat. A noise in your back - you turn around in a flash. Immobile in the middle of the alley, you look back carefully, waiting for something to come out of the fog. But nothing came. You take a deep breath and your heartbeat stabilize. You can see a mini-van, a pile of cardboxes and a cigarette end here. >e A long welded wire fence. It is too high to climb and I have nothing to cut a way through. There is no need losing time here. There seems to be a way to the south. >s The path seems clear to the South, but the appearance of the neighbourhood in this direction is very unwelcoming. Unnamed Alley As you walk deeper into the darkness of the narrow alley, you notice some kind of smoke coming up from the ground. Your pace increase as the ground seems to disappear into some deep thick grey smog. You run in dread until the strange phenomena slowly cease. You wonder in great exhaustion: was that a sorcerous force? Was that just the effect of dust under my feet? You come back a few steps to try both hypotheses, but the nameless force does not show up anymore. You will probably never now. You can see a cigarette end and a blanket here. >take blanket As you approach the blanket, a strange sensation slowly slide on your shoulders. You look at your torso and realize that some sort of voluminous shadow slowly wraps around you. You quickly turn around and try to escape from this presence, but the dark tentacles keep progressing on your body. The shadow slowly continues to wrap you as you start to scream in fear. The world is all going to black now. You almost cannot see anymore. You lose consciousness. You wake up on the ground with a strong headache. What just happened? You look at your shoulders, there is not a single mark of aggression. Am I just losing it? You wonder, realizing that your sanity is decreasing. The blanket is yet to examine. >take blanket You walk around the blanket without finding anything useful. However, as you turn away from it, you see a piece of paper on the ground. >x paper The paper is torn and folded in many ways, but you can still read the following words: '...as I have always trust you as my friend. ...times, I just cannot see any other alternative. If you... ...know what I am like when I am angry. This is... ...I left it under the statue in Unnamed Street. Please, do not... ...and I will always be.' It is signed with the letter 'D'. Where could this statue be? >take it Taken. >l Unnamed Alley As you walk deeper into the darkness of the narrow alley, you notice some kind of smoke coming up from the ground. Your pace increase as the ground seems to disappear into some deep thick grey smog. You run in dread until the strange phenomena slowly cease. You wonder in great exhaustion: was that a sorcerous force? Was that just the effect of dust under my feet? You come back a few steps to try both hypotheses, but the nameless force does not show up anymore. You will probably never now. You can see a cigarette end and a blanket here. >s There is a crossway to the south. You could try to go there to find some help. This feeling saddened you, but an unknown determination soon straighten up your spine. Unnamed Street You cannot even tell if there is a sky above you. You cannot even tell if you are outside, or just in a jar full of smoke. You feel a small breeze grasping your neck and slowly turn your head with the unpleasant sensation of a presence by your side. It is a wide-open street, but each side of it is firmly closed by tall dwellings. Walls full of holes, broken glass, barricaded doors. What the hell am I doing here? Stay focus. Stay calm. Got to find a way out of here. You can see a SUV, a pile of cardboxes, a mini-van, a blanket and a tree here. It is here. Again. It came back for more. There is no turning back now. The thing is back. You take your knife and start to scream. You are trying your best to find the energy to stand against this thing when every piece of your body wants to leave. You start running around the thing as she was your prey. Luckily, she turn her head right when you decide to attack. You shove your knife in her shoulder and take it out. The thing runs away. You stay strong and determined to continue this journey. >e A line of high buildings with graffitis on them. Might be factories. You walk along the gray facades but every entrance seems stuck or heavily locked. After a little while, you turn around and look for another way. There seems to be a way to the west. >w You look at the West through the fog and notice some light in the distance. There must be another street in this direction. Unnamed Road You wander along the road without a clue. There is still some paint left on it, a triangle symbol indicating a nearby school. You can still clearly read the "slow down" injunction, although there is no car driving along, nor school located nearby. I wonder when was last time someone came here. Constructions are getting sparse. You cannot see any obvious issue through the fog. There is no time for hesitating. I have to think straight. You can see a mailbox, a tree and a car tire here. >open mailbox You grab the handle and pull on it as hard as possible. This mailbox seems stuck. You try again and start to lose patience. You finally hit the mailbox in anger and the door release. You look inside of it and discover a postcard. What is this? You put it in your pocket, thinking that it might contain some valuable information. Taken. >i You are carrying: a postcard a piece of paper an old portrait a compact knife a small note a car >x postcard It is a postcard from Budapest. It is partly burnt. On the back, you can still read: '...enjoying this summer even at... ...although I am not sure if you can... ...left it in the hole next to Warren Street shop door... ...into this Unnamed Street were we first ... ...you very soon.' You cannot see the signature on it. Could this refer to a place nearby? >l Unnamed Road You wander along the road without a clue. There is still some paint left on it, a triangle symbol indicating a nearby school. You can still clearly read the "slow down" injunction, although there is no car driving along, nor school located nearby. I wonder when was last time someone came here. Constructions are getting sparse. You cannot see any obvious issue through the fog. There is no time for hesitating. I have to think straight. You can see a mailbox, a tree and a car tire here. Suddenly a noise. It is back. How could it be here again. This thing wants me dead. There is no turning back now. The thing tries to hit you but you avoid dodge it. In return you slash your knife with all the strength you have. You try to give a second slash but the thing is already running away. >w At the same time you look to the West, the sound of a metallic object falling on the ground is heard in the distance. I should go to the west and investigate. Vacant lot Around the corner, you ended up in a vacant lot. It has enough space for an amusement park, serves as a junkyard, and looks like a battlefield. The uneven ground makes you think about these hills, where you were born. This town... Do I know this town? You can see a tree, a cigarette end and a bench here. >w You notice that the road to the west seems to meet another road about two undred meters away. Industrial park You are walking along warehouses of the size of a football field. There still are some brands painted on their front door, but they do not ring a bell. The doors seem to be strongly closed by heavy padlocks and chains. You want to enter one to see what you could loot inside, but as you come closer to that particular one, a sudden noise comes from inside the warehouse. You walk quickly back from where you came, in the open. You stop there and wonder if you want to take the risk to stay longer in this area. You can see a coffee cup, a tree, a mini-van and a car here. >take cup Just some garbage in the shape of a coffee cup. I really don't need that coffee cup. >s Buildings, fences, barricades, walls, obstacles. There is no way through that mess. Let's try somewhere else.This place is a dead end. There is no other way than east. A lurid scream came from the left. The thing is here again. It is all bloody now. It came for more. You took your knife out and screamed in anger as you slash with all your strength through the air. The thing groan in pain. As she turn around, you can see a long and deep cut in her back. You feel strengthened but this fight, but wish you never have to encounter this thing again. I never wanted to hurt you Lily. I never. >s Long, never-ending harbor gray walls. There are a few broken windows, but they are too high to reach. You start to look around you in search for help.This place is a dead end. There is no other way than east. >e Vacant lot Around the corner, you ended up in a vacant lot. It has enough space for an amusement park, serves as a junkyard, and looks like a battlefield. The uneven ground makes you think about these hills, where you were born. This town... Do I know this town? You can see a tree, a cigarette end and a bench here. >e Unnamed Road You wander along the road without a clue. There is still some paint left on it, a triangle symbol indicating a nearby school. You can still clearly read the "slow down" injunction, although there is no car driving along, nor school located nearby. I wonder when was last time someone came here. Constructions are getting sparse. You cannot see any obvious issue through the fog. There is no time for hesitating. I have to think straight. You can see a mailbox, a tree and a car tire here. >open mailbox This is where I found the postcard. >e Unnamed Street You cannot even tell if there is a sky above you. You cannot even tell if you are outside, or just in a jar full of smoke. You feel a small breeze grasping your neck and slowly turn your head with the unpleasant sensation of a presence by your side. It is a wide-open street, but each side of it is firmly closed by tall dwellings. Walls full of holes, broken glass, barricaded doors. What the hell am I doing here? Stay focus. Stay calm. Got to find a way out of here. You can see a SUV, a pile of cardboxes, a mini-van, a blanket and a tree here. >take blanket This ochre blanket probably belong to someone living in those streets. I can't find anyone around though. There really is no way I take that blanket in my pocket. >e There is no door nor pathway in this direction. The exit must be somewhere else.There seem to be no other way than north and west. >n Unnamed Alley As you walk deeper into the darkness of the narrow alley, you notice some kind of smoke coming up from the ground. Your pace increase as the ground seems to disappear into some deep thick grey smog. You run in dread until the strange phenomena slowly cease. You wonder in great exhaustion: was that a sorcerous force? Was that just the effect of dust under my feet? You come back a few steps to try both hypotheses, but the nameless force does not show up anymore. You will probably never now. You can see a cigarette end and a blanket here. As you look carefully at the fog, the silhouette of a young girl slowly appears in the distance. It is the thing. Again. You look back to flee but the young girl starts to run towards you in a scream. You understand that there is no way out. the thing runs and tries to jump on you but you dodge it. You stab the thing in the back as it fall down on the ground. You take the knife out to give another hit, but the thing hit you back. You fall down and see the thing running away. Your days are not over. Yet. >e Buildings, fences, barricades, walls, obstacles. There is no way through that mess. Let's try somewhere else.There seem to be no other way than north, south and west. >n Unnamed Alley This alley is pretty narrow. Garbage on the ground is preventing you from walking straight. This fog. This fog. I will soon wake up. I have. I have to make it. What if this was not a nightmare. For a moment you thought you see something move in front of you. This alley starts to frightens you. Your pace is getting faster, so is your heartbeat. A noise in your back - you turn around in a flash. Immobile in the middle of the alley, you look back carefully, waiting for something to come out of the fog. But nothing came. You take a deep breath and your heartbeat stabilize. You can see a mini-van, a pile of cardboxes and a cigarette end here. >e There is no door nor pathway in this direction. The exit must be somewhere else.This place is a dead end. There is no other way than south. >n A line of high buildings with graffitis on them. Might be factories. You walk along the ebony facades but every entrance seems stuck or heavily locked. After a little while, you turn around and look for another way.This place is a dead end. There is no other way than south. >s Unnamed Alley As you walk deeper into the darkness of the narrow alley, you notice some kind of smoke coming up from the ground. Your pace increase as the ground seems to disappear into some deep thick grey smog. You run in dread until the strange phenomena slowly cease. You wonder in great exhaustion: was that a sorcerous force? Was that just the effect of dust under my feet? You come back a few steps to try both hypotheses, but the nameless force does not show up anymore. You will probably never now. You can see a cigarette end and a blanket here. >w Vacant lot Around the corner, you ended up in a vacant lot. It has enough space for an amusement park, serves as a junkyard, and looks like a battlefield. The uneven ground makes you think about these hills, where you were born. You cannot even tell if there is a sky above you. You cannot even tell if you are outside, or just in a jar full of smoke. You can see a pile of cardboxes, a mini-van and a tree here. >n A line of high buildings with graffitis on them. Might be factories. You walk along the dim gray facades but every entrance seems stuck or heavily locked. After a little while, you turn around and look for another way.There seem to be no other way than east and west. >w Unnamed Road You wander along the road without a clue. There is still some paint left on it, a triangle symbol indicating a nearby school. You can still clearly read the "slow down" injunction, although there is no car driving along, nor school located nearby. Is that a... it is not. Constructions are getting sparse. You cannot see any obvious issue through the fog. There is no time for hesitating. I have to think straight. You can see a mini-van, a newspaper, a fire hydrant, a bench and a SUV here. >n A line of high buildings with graffitis on them. Might be factories. You walk along the ebony facades but every entrance seems stuck or heavily locked. After a little while, you turn around and look for another way.This place is a dead end. There is no other way than east. >w Long, never-ending gray walls. There are a few broken windows, but they are too high to reach. You start to look around you in search for help.This place is a dead end. There is no other way than east. >s A line of high buildings with graffitis on them. Might be factories. You walk along the charcoal facades but every entrance seems stuck or heavily locked. After a little while, you turn around and look for another way.This place is a dead end. There is no other way than east. She is here. She is here again. When is this going to stop? The thing has blood all over her body. She is limping towards you. It seems that she could fall at any moment. You firmly grasp your knife and raise your chin. You slowly walk towards to meet her, but as you come closer, she falls on the ground in a last moan. Sleep tight Lily. As her blood flows between the pavements, you can hear a long, grievous complain coming from the ground. The ground starts shaking and the fog all around you turns red. The body of the thing slowly vanish with the fog. The ground shake. What is happening? You scream as everything turn into a dazzling white. After this moment of cataclysm, the clouds drift away, and you open your eyes as the sunlight fills the streets. You can clearly see the City, its streets, the abandoned cars, the closed shops. In the distance, you see a hill. Birds are singing as you walk on the road towards the hill. You look in the direction of these sounds. A few carcasses decaying. The birds must have gone away. *** You escaped with blood on your hands. *** Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last command? > q Please give one of the answers above. Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, QUIT or UNDO the last command? >