:DESCRIPTION
`7The pea green walls of this patient cell have a wispy cloudlike texture.
The padded floor is brown with the texture of wood. The ceiling is a drab
gray. The only furniture here is a small wooden bed with black satin sheets.
Asleep in the bed is Mr. Djabuzov, one of Imenz Aine's longest committed
residents. The outside world couldn't tolerate Heywood's obsessive need to
torch pictures of world dignitaries while dancing naked in public places.
This cell's closet is to the east. The cell door is to the southwest.

:LOOKBED2
`2It's a small bed with black satin sheets and wooden head and foot boards.

:LOOKMATTR
`2The mattress is covered in a black satin sheet.

:SUPPORT
look x HEYWOOD x x LOOKHEY
talk x HEYWOOD x x TALKHEY
kill x HEYWOOD x WRENCH KILLH2
kill x HEYWOOD x KNIFE KILLH3
kill x HEYWOOD x x KILLH1
kill x |SLEEPING x x KILLH1
kill x |VICTIM x x KILLH1
|play x |PRANK HEYWOOD x PRANK
|play x |PRACTIC HEYWOOD x PRANK
|play x |JOKE HEYWOOD x PRANK
|sleep x BED x x NOSL
|sleep x HEYWOOD x x NOSL
|lay x BED x x NOSL
|lay x |DOWN x x NOSL
|go x |SLEEP x x NOSL
enter x BED x x NOSL

:NOSL
`2Please don't. Heywood wouldn't enjoy that.

:TALKHEY
`2“Zzzz... Zzzz...” Heywood replies.

:LOOKHEY
`2Heywood seems to be sleeping.

:KILLH1
`2You stoop down over the bed and move your hands to smother the sleeping victim.
Then, you realize that you're a doctor and killing people might cause you to
end up in a padded cell of your own.

:KILLH2
`2You stoop down over the bed and raise the heavy wrench above your head as
if to bring its deadly force crashing down onto the sleeping victim's skull.
Then, you realize that you're a doctor and killing people might cause you to
end up in a padded cell of your own.

:KILLH3
`2You stoop down over the bed and prepare to slit the sleeping victim's
throat with the glass knife. Then, you realize that you're a doctor and
killing people might cause you to end up in a padded cell of your own.

:PRANK
`2You're more mature than that. Well, you're not, but you should be!

:END