Part 16: Day Two- Page 16

D'aw! Miranda would NEVER steal from her husband. He's the only one that puts up with her kleptomania and court-ordered therapy sessions.
Let's ditch the wallet somewhere Miranda can get it later.

>throw wallet south
I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the wallet.

Huh...

>throw wallet under bed
I only understood you as far as wanting to throw the wallet.

Well, I tried.

>drop wallet
Dropped.

>get dressed
You put on the clothes.

>wear coat
You put on the trenchcoat.

Now that Miranda has a raincoat on inside her own home, she's ready for the days theftsAdventure.

>South
Michael will be out of the shower any minute now. He'll be awfully suspicious if he finds his pants inexplicably missing.

Maybe we can make it look like an accident.

>Put pants in coat
(Michael's pants in the trenchcoat)
Michael will be out of the shower any minute now. Hiding his pants might not be the best idea.

You can hear Michael splashing around, noisily enjoying his shower.

>wear pants
(Michael's pants)
Michael is a good deal taller than you, so you'd look pretty silly wearing his pants.

>hide pants under bed
(Michael's pants under the four-poster bed)
Michael will be out of the shower any minute now. Hiding his pants might not be the best idea.

>West
The bathroom is occupied at the moment.

>Throw pants west
You can't see any such thing.

Well, I tried.
Apparently the author foresaw all known shenanigans possible with the pants, which saddens me slightly.

>put pants on bed
(Michael's pants on the four-poster bed)
You put Michael's pants on the four-poster bed.

>South
The sight of Michael's wallet lying out gives you pause. If he finds it like that, he might think you've been rummaging through his pockets. Of course, you have been rummaging through his pockets, but do you really want him to know about it?

>Really, Game?
You seem to want to talk to someone, but I can't see whom.

>Put wallet in pants
(Michael's pants)
(first taking the wallet)
(closing the wallet first)
You put the wallet into Michael's pants.

I tried. I really did.

Let's just go exploring.

>South
Upstairs Landing
>East

Upstairs Hall
The shuttered window at the end of the hall throws a gloomy rectangle of light onto the bare wooden floor. Doorways lead north and south.

There is a cord dangling in mid-air here, right about level with your face.

>Look at cord
The cord is about four feet long with a little wooden bob on the end. It appears to be attached to a trap door in the ceiling.

>Look at bob
The cord is about four feet long with a little wooden bob on the end. It appears to be attached to a trap door in the ceiling.

Clearly this leads to the attic, which we'll get to, but first let's get to at least one other room on floor 2.

>South

Children's Bedroom
This must be the children's bedroom. The bed is smaller than the one in the master bedroom, its bright coverlet providing one of the few feeble splashes of color in what must have been, for most of its history, a joylessly Puritan household. A small vanity table occupies the opposite wall, and in the corner under the window stands an ancient crib. The only exit is to the north.

A child's jewelry box sits on the corner of the vanity.

>look at box
It's hardly larger than your hand, made of wood and charmingly decorated with a picture of children dancing around a Maypole. Most likely a plaything of one of the later Verlac children. The lid is closed.

>open box
You open the jewelry box, revealing a silver locket.

>look at locket
It is oval-shaped, held shut with a tiny clasp.

>open locket
You open the silver locket, revealing a boy's picture.


>look at boy's picture
The boy in the picture looks no more than three or four years old. He is smiling, but there is something disconcerting about his expression, as though his head were not shaped quite right or his features had been placed slightly wrong. He might possibly have been mentally retarded. It's difficult to tell, because the picture has been cropped so closely you can't even see the edges of the boy's face. Only his features fill the tiny frame.

That's actually kind of sweet. We may find out who this box is later. Perhaps someone in town who knew the Verlac family. I donno.

>Close locket
You close the silver locket.

>Wear locket
(first taking the silver locket)
You put on the silver locket.

>take box
Taken.

>Close box
You close the jewelry box.

>Put box in coat
You slip the jewelry box into the pocket of your trenchcoat.

>look at vanity
A simple vanity table, scaled down for a child, spartan in design and almost wholly without decoration. It's hard to imagine keeping any sort of makeup or jewelry on it, but then again, vanity of even the most innocent kind was probably discouraged in most of the Verlac children.

>look at bed
Not as fancy as the four-poster, but it looks comfortable enough.

>look at crib
The crib is made of wood and held together with pegs, not nails. It's probably at least as old as the house.

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Alright, we have a choice to check the room across the hall or screw it and head up to the attic.
And, of course, if you have other suggestions, yell it out in bold.

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