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ZORK I: The Great Underground Empire
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Copyright (c) 1981, 1982, 1983 Infocom, Inc. All rights reserved.
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ZORK is a registered trademark of Infocom, Inc.
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Revision 64 / Serial number 830915
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The Troll Room
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This is a small room with passages to the east and south and a forbidding
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hole leading west. Bloodstains and deep scratches (perhaps made by
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an axe) mar the walls.
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A nasty-looking troll, brandishing a bloody axe, blocks all passages
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out of the room.
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Your sword has begun to glow very brightly.
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>TROLL, HELLO
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The troll isn't much of a conversationalist.
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>STAB TROLL
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Clang! Crash! The troll parries.
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The axe gets you right in the side. Ouch!
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>ATTACK TROLL
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(with the sword)
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Clang! Crash! The troll parries.
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The troll neatly removes your head.
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It appears that that last blow was too much for you. I'm afraid you
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are dead.
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**** You have died ****
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The Troll Room
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This is a small room with passages to the east and south and a forbidding
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hole leading west. Bloodstains and deep scratches (perhaps made by
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an axe) mar the walls.
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A nasty-looking troll, brandishing a bloody axe, blocks all passages
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out of the room.
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Your sword has begun to glow very brightly.
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The axe crashes against the rock, throwing sparks!
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>ATTACK TROLL WITH SWORD
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Clang! Crash! The troll parries.
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The troll swings his axe, but it misses.
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>THRUST
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(sword)
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Whoosh!
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The troll swings, you parry, but the force of his blow knocks your
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sword away.
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>GET SWORD
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Taken.
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The troll's axe barely misses your ear.
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>HIT TROLL
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(with the sword)
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You charge, but the troll jumps nimbly aside.
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The axe sweeps past as you jump aside.
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>STAB IT
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You charge, but the troll jumps nimbly aside.
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The troll swings his axe, and it nicks your arm as you dodge.
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>DIAGNOSE
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You have a light wound, which will be cured after 30 moves.
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You can be killed by one more light wound.
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The axe crashes against the rock, throwing sparks!
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>ATTACK TROLL WITH SWORD
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The troll is battered into unconsciousness.
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>TAKE THE AXE
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Taken.
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>WAKE UP TROLL
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The troll is rudely awakened.
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The troll stirs, quickly resuming a fighting stance.
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The troll, disarmed, cowers in terror, pleading for his life in the
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guttural tongue of the trolls.
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>GIVE THE AXE TO THE TROLL
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The troll scratches his head in confusion, then takes the axe.
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The troll neatly removes your head.
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It appears that that last blow was too much for you. I'm afraid you
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are dead.
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**** You have died ****
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The Troll Room
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This is a small room with passages to the east and south and a forbidding
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hole leading west. Bloodstains and deep scratches (perhaps made by
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an axe) mar the walls.
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A nasty-looking troll, brandishing a bloody axe, blocks all passages
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out of the room.
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Your sword has begun to glow very brightly.
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The axe gets you right in the side. Ouch!
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>STAB TROLL
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The troll's weapon is knocked to the floor, leaving him unarmed.
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The troll, angered and humiliated, recovers his weapon. He appears
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to have an axe to grind with you.
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>FIGHT TROLL
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(with the sword)
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The fatal blow strikes the troll square in the heart: He dies.
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Almost as soon as the troll breathes his last breath, a cloud of sinister
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black fog envelops him, and when the fog lifts, the carcass has disappeared.
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Your sword is no longer glowing.
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>TAKE AXE
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Taken.
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The Troll Room
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This is a small room with passages to the east and south and a forbidding
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hole leading west. Bloodstains and deep scratches (perhaps made by
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an axe) mar the walls.
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A nasty-looking troll, brandishing a bloody axe, blocks all passages
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out of the room.
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Your sword has begun to glow very brightly.
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>THROW LANTERN AT TROLL
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The troll, who is remarkably coordinated, catches the brass lantern
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and not having the most discriminating tastes, gleefully eats it.
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You are left in the dark...
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>STAB TROLL
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It's too dark to see!
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>FIND TROLL
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It's too dark to see!
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>EXAMINE SWORD
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Your sword is glowing very brightly.
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>ATTACK TROLL
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(with the sword)
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It's too dark to see!
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>FIND LIGHT
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It's too dark to see!
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>S
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Oh, no! A lurking grue slithered into the room and devoured you!
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**** You have died ****
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The Troll Room
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This is a small room with passages to the east and south and a forbidding
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hole leading west. Bloodstains and deep scratches (perhaps made by
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an axe) mar the walls.
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A nasty-looking troll, brandishing a bloody axe, blocks all passages
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out of the room.
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Your sword has begun to glow very brightly.
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>KNOCK AXE
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That sentence isn't one I recognize.
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>THROW SWORD
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(at the troll)
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The troll, who is remarkably coordinated, catches the sword and, being
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for the moment sated, throws it back. Fortunately, the troll has poor
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control, and the sword falls to the floor. He does not look pleased.
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The axe gets you right in the side. Ouch!
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>TAKE SWORD
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Taken.
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The axe hits your sword and knocks it spinning.
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>AGAIN
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Taken.
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The troll neatly removes your head.
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It appears that that last blow was too much for you. I'm afraid you
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are dead.
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**** You have died ****
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