The katanas mounted on the wall were brand new and looked quite nice, though I decided it would be best to inspect the room for traps first. There was no trap doors beneath the rug, no monsters under the bed, and appeared to be no alarm systems wired into the hooks holding the blades. Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. Regardless, I still chose to swap my blade with one of the new ones Indiana-Jones-style.
I pulled open the cupboard, but a blast of cold air drove me to slam it shut again. I was baffled as to why Blackraptor needed a freezer but it was fully stocked with frozen meals nonetheless.
This room was still uncomfortably cold and I wasn't looking forward to hanging around much longer, but the computer on the table warranted my attention. I flipped its lid up, pushed the on button, and watched it boot to DOS. Evidently it was no pinnacle of technology.
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Last edited by Radium; Jul 30, 2007 at 06:09 PM.
Reason: Now it's DOSSIER
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