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There's no such thing as bad booze.


Spell-checkers don't exist in the future.














You grasp the large handle and twist, noticing the rather significant amount of pain being registered. You are extremely grateful to hear a click.




The door can't be opened from inside the airlock, so just wait until something nelse opens the door and sneak through.


get in chest
You climb into the trunk. The lid pounds shut above you.

Yeah, this is a great idea.






Might as well, it worked with the trunk.


Well Son of Bug Jug, it certainly appears as though you're about to become all washed up!







Up next... DENSITY. ... I mean, uh, DESTINY.


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