Special codes... ~ = Space Holder \ = Carriage return :DESCRIPTION ~~~Something draws your attention away from the swiftly approaching ground. In that moment -- an instant before your life ends abruptly in a bloody, tangled mess -- the world fades to crimson; then red; then pink; then blinding white. You blink twice as your eyes focus. Disoriented, you almost fall backward in your chair. Your arms make an involuntary sweep which almost brushes a few papers off your desk. The final remnants of the dream scurry from your mind like shadows as you sit up straight and realize where you are.\ ~~~It's a bit past 5 O'Clock and once again you've napped through most of the afternoon. You remember filling the tub in your private bathroom (being the hospital administrator has its perks). You came back to your desk to work at the computer for a few minutes, then fell asleep before returning to the tub. That's when you had the horrible experience of plunging head-first out of an airplane, sans parachute.\ ~~~You stand up quickly and shake off the sudden feeling of lightheadedness. One of the nurses has probably locked the place up by now. All is well. It's time to go home.\ :NOEATPILL `2You probably shouldn't swallow the pill here where that crazy Jesus character can't see you do it. You might never get your keys back. :POURCUP1 `2Nothing is in the cup. You can't pour it out. :POURCUP2 `2You empty the cup's contents onto the floor. :POURCUP3 `2You turn the cup over and give the bottom a few firm smacks to dislodge the ice from it. With a resounding thud, the ice shatters on the floor and the cup is once again empty. :POURCUP4 `2You turn the cup over and give the bottom a few firm smacks to dislodge the ice from it. Not only does the ice fall from the cup, but your glob of butter is wasted as well. :DRINKWATER0 `2You tilt the cup up to your lips and tap the bottom a few times, but nothing comes out. The cup is empty. :DRINKWATER1 `2You tilt the cup up to your lips and let the scalding hot water splash into your throat. You realize now that it's never a good idea to drink hot water. Clutching your stomach, which burns in pain, you slump to the floor incapacitated. Your adventure has reached an untimely end. :DRINKWATER2 `2You tilt the cup up to your lips and let the cool, refreshing water splash into your throat. You let out a long sigh of content, then realize that you weren't really thirsty to begin with. :DRINKWATER3 `2You tilt the cup up to your lips but nothing comes out. You frown and lick at the ice (momentarily freezing your tongue to it) but nothing happens. :DRINKWATER4 `2You tilt the cup up to your lips and take a small sample of the salt water. It tastes rather disgusting, but you swallow it anyway then finish gulping down the rest of the cup's contents. :UNPLUG0 `2What are you trying to unplug? :WEARTRAY1 `2You unfasten your shirt and slide the cafeteria tray in next to your bare skin. It covers your chest and stomach. You're just able to fasten your shirt over it, and although it looks awkward, it seems to work. :WEARTRAY2 `2You're already wearing the cafeteria tray under your shirt. :NOINJECT `2The hypodermic syringe is currently empty. There is no sense in poking around with it unless you simply wish to surprise and annoy people. Although the concept is intriguing, you decide against it. :FIXGOG `2You slide the dark glass lens into the open hole on the welder's goggles. After a small amount of pushing and turning, it snaps nicely into place. :NOFIXGOG `2The glass knife won't fit in the goggles now. As a lens, it's useless. Nevertheless, you try forcing it into the empty hole and you almost poke your eye out in the process. :WEARGOG1 `2You slide the welder's goggles on over your head and have an instant loss of depth perception. Your left eye is dimmed by the goggle's lens, while the right one peers out through an open hole where a lens is missing. You begin to develop a headache so you remove them. :WEARGOG2 `2You slide the welder's goggles on over your head and the world gets darker. :WEARGOG3 `2You're already wearing the goggles. :NOMIX1 `2You can't mix salt into an empty cup. :NOMIX2 `2You sprinkle some salt on the ice in the cup. Other than a little surface melting, nothing happens. :NOMIX3 `2The cup is already full of salt water. :NOMIX4 `2Unfortunately, the salt wouldn't mix very well with cold water. :SALTMIX1 `2You pour some salt into the cup of water and slosh it around until it's mixed in fairly well. :WASTESALT `2You sprinkle some salt on the floor. You can't help but think that maybe this isn't necessary. :EATSOUP `2Despite the rotten smell and the disgusting taste, you guzzle the soup down. After a few moments, your stomach starts to feel funny. Suddenly, an attack of stomach cramps sets in. You make a mad dash back to your private bathroom where you spend many hours in uncomfortable contemplation. Your adventure has come to an end. :EATPOTATO `2Despite the rotten smell and the disgusting taste, you bite into the raw potato. After a few moments, your stomach starts to feel funny. Suddenly, an attack of stomach cramps sets in. You make a mad dash back to your private bathroom where you spend many hours in uncomfortable contemplation. Your adventure has come to an end. :EATSALT `2You sprinkle some salt on your tongue. It doesn't taste very good at all. :NODIR1 `2You reach into the air and discover that you can't fly. :NODIR2 `2You can't travel through the floor. :NODIR3 `2Unlike a few of your patients who think they are ghosts, you are definitely NOT one and won't be able to travel through walls that way. :UMBRELLA1 `2You open the umbrella. :UMBRELLA2 `2A feeling of impending doom suddenly overtakes you. The room grows dark. You look up in time to see a large chunk of the ceiling break loose. You manage to lift your umbrella over your head but it's simply no match for the bulk of concrete that crashes down on you. You have been killed by your own superstitions. :UMBRELLA3 `2You push the sliding ring up the umbrella's handle. The black and white waterproof fabric expands into a curved, tight octagon as it opens. :UMBRELLA4 `2The umbrella is already open. :CLOSEUM1 `2The umbrella is already closed. :CLOSEUM2 `2You pull the umbrella's sliding ring down and the waterproof fabric folds back down the handle. You have closed the umbrella. :NOSCORE `2There is no score in this adventure. Sorry. :HINT1 `2A walkthrough/solution file “LUNATIX.SOL” has been created. It's a text file, which includes a map, a walkthrough, and even a list of commands to take you from the beginning to the end. It's available now in your Lunatix directory. :HINT2 `2A complete walkthrough/solution file is available from wyndo@prowler-pro.com. Use it only as a last resort, since it could spoil the fun of playing and solving the game on your own! :HINT3 `2A great place to ask for hints and tips is the Internet Usenet newsgroup rec.games.int-fiction. With a message subject header that starts with the tag “[L:TIC],” you can ask for hints and tips about the spot where you're stuck. 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