Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that hates you with a burning passion.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A set of allen wrenches
A Plastic Bag full of Plastic Bags
A Train Ticket between Lisbon to Portland
A PlayStation memory card containing only Crash Bandicoot saves
A Pair of Headphones
A trunk made of Sapient Pearwood
A Kidney Stone in a Small Glass Jar
A Bird Feeder (empty)
A keyring full of random keys you're afraid to throw away
A Dragon Radar

>_