A text adventure in fifteen steps.
>Seriously. Where do you keep getting these strange ideas?
>Continuing along some more, you see a door. Not just any door, mind you, but the most finely crafted door you have ever laid your eyes on.
>You feel it, and it is made of the finest wood conceived on this earth, and you can't even feel the grain.
>The doorknob is made of gold, and has enough karats for it to feel almost soft to the touch.
>There's only one problem with it, and that is somebody has very rudely carved their initials in it. Next to the door is a power sander and some tarnish.
>You know you should go ahead, but you also feel the need to restore this portal to it's former majesty.
>Continuing along some more, you see a door. Not just any door, mind you, but the most finely crafted door you have ever laid your eyes on.
>You feel it, and it is made of the finest wood conceived on this earth, and you can't even feel the grain.
>The doorknob is made of gold, and has enough karats for it to feel almost soft to the touch.
>There's only one problem with it, and that is somebody has very rudely carved their initials in it. Next to the door is a power sander and some tarnish.
>You know you should go ahead, but you also feel the need to restore this portal to it's former majesty.