{
  "name": "Flight 209 — Los Angeles to London",
  "enter_text": "Eleven hours. The inspector has the window seat, the middle seat, and, in some administrative sense nobody can untangle, your seat.",
  "music": 1,
  "strokes": [
    { "Rect": { "x": 0, "y": 0, "w": 160, "h": 168, "color": 7, "meaning": "Floor" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 0, "y": 0, "w": 160, "h": 52, "color": 9, "meaning": "Wall" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 0, "y": 50, "w": 160, "h": 3, "color": 15, "meaning": "None" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 0, "y": 53, "w": 160, "h": 115, "color": 7, "meaning": "Floor" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 10, "y": 12, "w": 20, "h": 14, "color": 11, "meaning": "None" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 44, "y": 12, "w": 20, "h": 14, "color": 11, "meaning": "None" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 78, "y": 12, "w": 20, "h": 14, "color": 11, "meaning": "None" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 112, "y": 12, "w": 20, "h": 14, "color": 11, "meaning": "None" } },
    { "Rect": { "x": 0, "y": 164, "w": 160, "h": 4, "color": 0, "meaning": "Wall" } }
  ],
  "spawn": [20, 146],
  "exits": [null, 3, null, 1],
  "exit_flags": ["", "landed", "", ""],
  "exit_blocked": ["", "The aircraft is over Greenland. Even you cannot walk to London from here.", "", ""],
  "objects": [
    {
      "name": "planeseat",
      "sprite": "planeseat",
      "x": 60,
      "y": 118,
      "look": "Row 14. The inspector is asleep against the window in his trench coat, holding the magnifying glass the way other men hold a photograph.  The in-flight film is a romantic comedy. He wept through the safety demonstration instead and then slept through the film.",
      "synonyms": "row seats cabin fourteen aircraft",
      "points": 5,
      "sets_flag": "landed",
      "use_text": "Eleven hours.  Somewhere over the Atlantic you review the file and the inspector, waking briefly, reviews you.  Fouchard: 'You are wondering, mon ami, why a man leaves a blank card for twenty years and zen writes an auction number on ze back.'  You confirm it.  Fouchard: 'Because for twenty years, nobody was chasing him who could read.'  He goes back to sleep. You look at the card, and the pencil hand, and the fade ring in your memory of the velvet, and somewhere over Greenland the shape of it arrives all at once, the way weather does: the Heron is not selling the Rose at Harrogate's.  The Heron is buying something.  (+5)"
    },
    {
      "name": "hugo",
      "sprite": "hugo",
      "x": 118,
      "y": 132,
      "look": "A compact man in a chauffeur's uniform is wedged in the overhead bin above row 20, perfectly still, watching the inspector through the gap.  This is Hugo, the inspector's driver. He is not on the passenger manifest and Fouchard has not looked up once.",
      "synonyms": "chauffeur driver valet uniform bin",
      "kills": true,
      "use_text": "You ask Hugo what he is doing in the overhead bin.  Hugo explains, courteously, that he is the inspector's driver, that he holds standing instructions to attack the inspector without warning at irregular intervals in order to maintain the inspector's readiness, that he pays his own airfare, that he regards it as the finest position in France, and that the bin gives excellent coverage of rows twelve through eighteen.  You ask — and afterwards you will accept that this was the error — whether the programme accepts observers.  It does."
    }
  ]
}