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 >x grid "Nec deus intersit nisi dignus vindice nodus inciderit" 1 2 3 4 +----------------------------------------------------+ | | a | Mould Record Wall Park | | | | | b | Invalid Dunes Plane Snow | | | | | c | Glass Carriage Train Moon | | | | | d | Park Lady House Barge | | | +----------------------------------------------------+ >list a1 a growth of mould in a Petri dish (solved) a2 a 33 r.p.m. vinyl long-playing record (solved) a3 a wall covered with graffiti (solved) a4 parklands strobed by laser light (solved) b1 a moustachioed invalid in bed (solved) b2 rolling, low sand dunes (solved) b3 a silver USAF-marked plane (solved) b4 white folds of snow (solved) c1 a cocktail in a glass, with tonic and ice (solved) c2 a horse-drawn state carriage (solved) c3 a racing steam train (solved) c4 the full moon in a blue sky (solved) d1 parklands with wrought iron gates d2 a lady wearing a crinoline dress (solved) d3 a Victorian country house (solved) d4 a shipping barge in a canal >set clock to 59 The clock starts, silently and slowly, and the jigsaw board pulses with a flickering amber light, warm and erratic as though from an oil lamp. >press d4 The piece at d4 presses in smoothly, like a button, then releases. You are sucked up once again into the time vortex. As you slow down, you briefly make out hand-held cine film of Kennedy's assassination and then everything begins to change... [Press SPACE to continue.] Chapter Fourteen - Out of the East Eastern Hotel Room A sweaty, mouldering hotel room in a third-rate establishment. A three-bladed fan lazily pushes the air about, to little effect. Cockroaches crawl along the edges of the floor, but at least shutters are provided to keep out the mosquitos. There's a door in the northern wall. The management have done their best to provide you with the English papers, in as much as the latest edition of the "Eagle" comic is laid out on the dresser. >save Ok. >x device A highly curious device, like a wood-mounted gimballed compass, with dials and swinging arrows, inscribed "tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis". The main feature is a white button. The easiest arrow to read points to 56. >x eagle The "Eagle" comic for October 19th, 1956, read by every boy in the British Empire. "Dan Dare, Pilot Of The Future", accompanied of course by Digby, Lex and Flamer, is crashing through the atmosphere of the planet Cryptos after a tense dog-fight with the drugged and deceived forces who serve the evil Phants. Fear not - Dan and Co. will bring truth and freedom to the natives, as is their duty. Good stuff. >x cockroaches That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game. >x mosquitoes You can't see any such thing. >x mosquitos You can't see any such thing. >x mosquito You see nothing special about the box of mosquito powder. >sketch cockroach That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game. >sketch mosquito But you're hopeless at still lives. >open shutters You give the damp-warped wood a good hard push, and the shutters burst open onto a sultry Egyptian sunset. The red sun is suspended timelessly against the sparse fields and low concrete buildings, glinting off the motorcycles and open-topped cars. Below the window, a river runs north-south, the banks running parallel and about seventy yards wide. A few small local barges ply up and down. In the far distance are beautiful trees against the skyline. >z Time passes. The mosquito whines, gratingly. >sketch mosquito (the winged mosquito) It's far too small and rapidly moving to be more than a dot to you. >catch mosquito You're unable to catch it with your hands. The mosquito whines, gratingly. >n You can't go that way. The mosquito whines, gratingly. >look Eastern Hotel Room A sweaty, mouldering hotel room in a third-rate establishment. A three-bladed fan lazily pushes the air about, to little effect. Cockroaches crawl along the edges of the floor, but at least shutters are provided to keep out the mosquitos. There's a door in the northern wall. An irritating mosquito is zig-zagging around the room. The management have done their best to provide you with the English papers, in as much as the latest edition of the "Eagle" comic is laid out on the dresser. The shutters are open onto a beautiful, slow red sunset. The mosquito succeeds in biting you. Almost at once you succumb to a sudden, unnatural sleep, of feverish dreams and exploding visions. Perhaps this illustrates the virtue of shutters? *** You have died *** In that game you scored 94 out of a possible 100, in 2299 turns, giving you the rank of Grandmaster Puzzler. Would you like to RESTART, RESTORE a saved game, give the FULL score for that game or QUIT? > restore Ok. >open door It seems to be locked. >n You can't go that way. >x fan That's not something you need to refer to in the course of this game. >i You are carrying: a delivered note a Cyrillic-lettered key a basket-weave purse (which is open but empty) a berliner a cloth cap (being worn) a sparkler (providing light) a canvas rucksack (which is open) wheels III and I a spent cartridge a RZ-ROV gadget a beige folder a Geiger counter Rukl's "Atlas of the Moon" a British Army officer's uniform a wooden broom a cargo capsule (which is empty) a gnomon Waldo a mandolin a box of mosquito powder a Sixth Officer's jacket Place Names of Carolina a green cap a Richard's anemometer a paper dart a madeleine cake Black's Kaldecki detector a second note from Black a first aid box (which is closed) the 1911 Boy's Book of the Sea a curious device the Victorian ormolu clock Emily's sketch book a charcoal pencil three keys: a little key a elegant key a tagged key an intercept a travel permit a checklist a chit signed by Lenin a handwritten invitation card a White Star Line scribbled-on towel a folded note a white party ticket three newspapers: a crumpled newspaper an historic edition of Pravda Le Figaro >shake powder You give the box a good shake, sneezing as the horrid powder scatters into the air. >open shutters You give the damp-warped wood a good hard push, and the shutters burst open onto a sultry Egyptian sunset. The red sun is suspended timelessly against the sparse fields and low concrete buildings, glinting off the motorcycles and open-topped cars. Below the window, a river runs north-south, the banks running parallel and about seventy yards wide. A few small local barges ply up and down. In the far distance are beautiful trees against the skyline. >z Time passes. >z Time passes. >z Time passes. >z Time passes. >