You take the most obvious action of attempting to turn off the computer by pressing the power button. Sadly, the computer is either frozen or malfunctioning, because it won't respond to your incessant clicking.
You try tugging on the power cord next, but someone apparantly bolted it to the wall, because it refuses to budge.
It is impossible to access the device manager at this time, but you estimate that the dreaded Dell has a DVD-ROM, a 3.5" floppy drive, a Zip Drive, and a headphone jack.
Your conclusive studies have shown that the computer has most likely been uberhacked by...someone. Probably your ebil twin from another message board. D= Turning to open the door and tell Fred that his comp is crazy, you think abruptly about Fooruman and his love for Base Metal breads...
...What?
You think you've been on this journey far too long. Maybe you should get a job at Microsoft or something. =P
BTW, the door's locked. OH NOSE!
You mumble "Salt!" before you check your inventory:
-Druid's Robe
-Yellow Contact Lens x1
-Whip of Beating +9
-Tunic
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This space for rent.
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