Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is convinced aliens are planning an invasion of Earth.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A brand new dumpster
A Severed Ear
A Glass Vial containing the vasopressin secreted by an individual while they had a romantic daydream about the stranger sitting a few seats down from them on a bus
A Fine Leather Jacket
A catalog of lost media
A jar of Aqua Regia
A temporary restraining order for the person of your choosing
A half-mouse
A nice heavy stone, completely worthless for skipping
A VHS tape of public domain cartoons from 2133 BC

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