player
100
1
80
50
10
You leap to the attack!
You swing wildly!
Your blow connects with a satisfying crunch!
You miss completely, and spin round foolishly on the spot before you can recover your balance.
You manage to duck in time and escape death by inches!
You scream in pain and fear.
You howl as the vampire drinks your blood, but your body goes limp and you can no longer resist...
You're just an everyday opera-lover.
opera-lover
everyday
Treasure Room
Hurrying through the rainswept November night, you're glad to see the bright lights of the Opera House. It's surprising that there aren't more people about but, hey, what do you expect in a cheap demo game...
Foyer of the Opera House
You are standing in a spacious hall, splendidly decorated in red and gold, with glittering chandeliers overhead. The entrance the street is to the north, and there are doorways south and west.
EEDDFF
Cloakroom
The walls of this small room were clearly once lined with hooks though now only one remains. The exit is a door to the east.
DDFFEE
Foyer bar
The bar, much rougher than you'd have guessed after the opulence of the foyer to the north, is completely empty.
20
EEDDFF
Darkness
1
You can't see a thing in here! What's going on?
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1
1
n
1
2
w
1
4
s
4
n
1
3
1
n
2
1
e
brass hook
brass
hook
It's just a small brass hook, screwed to the wall.
2
foyer bar
foyer
bar
This plush bar is stained from long years of gin slings, rum punches and other high-class drinks.
3
dark
cloak
dark cloak
A handsome cloak, of velvet trimmed with satin, and slightly spattered with raindrops. Its blackness is so deep that it almost seems to suck light from the room.
5
0
On second thoughts, you decide to hang the cloak on the hook. That's what it's designed for, after all.
1
On second thoughts, this isn't the best place to leave a smart cloak lying around, so you pick it up again.
1
vampire
vampire
He's tall, elegant and very very pale. He's wearing a long dark cloak, not unlike your own.
50
"I need... blood!" the vampire says, grinning evilly.
50
25
20
40
The vampire lunges for your neck.
The vampire sinks its fangs into your jugular vein!
You leap aside desperately.
The vampire shrugs off your attack.
The vampire hisses as you strike home. "You'll pay for that, mortal!"
With a blood-curdling scream, the vampire shrivels up into a small heap of dust!
100
17
3
1
dusty heap
dusty
heap
That's strange... the dust seems to be reforming into letters!
9999
* * * YOU WON * * *
* * * YOU LOST * * *
The message reads...
1
wooden stake
wooden
stake
It's a short spike of wood.
5
50
12