policesquadquest/cases/case-08-smell-of-fear/rooms/room4.json

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  "name": "The Press Club — Thursday, 8:00 PM",
  "enter_text": "Four hundred journalists, one lectern, and a man in a wheelchair about to tell the country where its power comes from for the next fifty years.",
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    },
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        "y": 0,
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        "color": 1,
        "meaning": "Wall"
      }
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      "Rect": {
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        "color": 14,
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    {
      "Rect": {
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    {
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    {
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        "color": 15,
        "meaning": "None"
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    },
    {
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        "color": 0,
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    {
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        "color": 0,
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    {
      "Rect": {
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    {
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        "meaning": "None"
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    {
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    {
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      "name": "mariachi",
      "sprite": "mariachi",
      "x": 32,
      "y": 106,
      "look": "The house band's spare kit, in the service corridor: three charro suits and three sombreros, which is precisely three more disguises than Police Squad has ever needed at one time.",
      "synonyms": "band suit sombrero costume disguise musicians guitar",
      "points": 0,
      "sets_flag": "disguised",
      "use_text": "You, Captain Hocken and Officer Nordberg enter the Press Club dinner of the National Association of Energy Correspondents dressed as a mariachi band.  Nobody stops you. Nobody stops a mariachi band. A mariachi band is the only thing in the world that can walk into any room, at any time, at any volume, and be treated as weather.  You are asked to play. You play."
    },
    {
      "name": "podium",
      "sprite": "podium",
      "x": 84,
      "y": 100,
      "look": "The lectern. Earl Hacker is nine minutes from standing up at it and recommending forty years of coal to four hundred journalists in the voice of a man everybody trusts.",
      "synonyms": "lectern stand microphone stage",
      "requires_flag": "disguised",
      "points": 10,
      "sets_flag": "confessed",
      "use_text": "Captain Hocken takes Hacker in the wings, still in the sombrero, and Hacker gives it up in under a minute — the fee, the four days of pages, the wheelchair, Hapsburg's name, all of it — because Earl Hacker has been waiting twenty years for somebody to ask him a question about his work.  Then you wheel the real Albert Meinheimer out in front of four hundred journalists, and he does not need a lectern, and he does not need notes, and he recites four hundred and twelve pages from memory, beginning: THE SUN ARRIVES EVERY DAY AND SENDS NO INVOICE."
    },
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      "name": "hapsburg",
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      "y": 118,
      "look": "Quentin Hapsburg, on the roof stair with Jane in front of him, going up.",
      "synonyms": "quentin oil man executive",
      "requires_flag": "confessed",
      "sets_flag": "on_roof",
      "use_text": "You follow him to the roof.  He has Jane, and he has a device the size of a filing cabinet wired to the building, and he explains it to you at some length, because he has spent four days being the cleverest man in every room he has been in and he has nine minutes left of it."
    },
    {
      "name": "nuke",
      "sprite": "nuke",
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      "y": 138,
      "look": "A tactical device, on the roof, wired into the building's mains. Six minutes on the timer. There are eleven wires and none of them are colour-coded, because the man who built it was not expecting an audience.",
      "synonyms": "bomb device timer wires cylinder",
      "requires_flag": "on_roof",
      "wins": true,
      "points": 15,
      "use_text": "Regulations, page 41, are unambiguous: an officer does not attempt to render safe an improvised device. An officer establishes a cordon and waits for the bomb squad. The bomb squad is nineteen minutes out. The timer says six.  So you kneel down in front of eleven uncoded wires with four hundred journalists downstairs, and you look at it for a long moment, and you stand up to get a better angle, and your foot catches the power cable and pulls it out of the wall.  The timer stops at 0:41. It was mains-powered. Nobody had thought to ask what it was plugged into, least of all the man who plugged it in.  Hapsburg goes over the parapet, off the awning of the Press Club, and into Sixth Street, where he is met — at eleven forty on a Thursday night, forty feet from a hole in a zoo fence that Animal Control were not opening until nine — by a full-grown male African lion.  Jane looks at you the way she looked at you six years ago. Saturday is off. Captain Hocken says something to Officer Nordberg, and everybody laughs, and everybody freezes, smiling, holding it — except the lion, who is still going."
    },
    {
      "name": "lion",
      "sprite": "lion",
      "x": 140,
      "y": 152,
      "look": "There is a lion on Sixth Street. It has been on Sixth Street since eleven forty. Animal Control open at nine.",
      "synonyms": "cat animal beast",
      "visible_flag": "lion_loose",
      "kills": true,
      "use_text": "You approach the lion.  Regulations do not cover the lion. Regulations have never once covered the lion."
    },
    {
      "name": "wheelchair",
      "sprite": "wheelchair",
      "x": 36,
      "y": 128,
      "look": "Dr. Meinheimer's own chair, wheeled in from the wings and left at the side of the stage.  Earl Hacker spent four days in a chair he did not need, learning pages. He was word-perfect on all of them.",
      "synonyms": "chair wheels meinheimer",
      "use_text": "You wheel the real Albert Meinheimer out in his own chair, and he does not use the lectern, and he recites four hundred and twelve pages from memory.  Somewhere in the wings, in a sombrero, Earl Hacker watches the whole thing and mouths along with about a third of it."
    },
    {
      "name": "cigarettes",
      "sprite": "cigarettes",
      "x": 26,
      "y": 136,
      "look": "The packet, nearly gone, in a service corridor at the Press Club.",
      "synonyms": "packet smokes cigarette pack habit",
      "use_text": "You have the last one, dressed as a mariachi, nine minutes from a nuclear device.  You picked the wrong week to quit sniffing glue."
    }
  ]
}