> breathe in the fresh air.

You take in the fresh air, having spent all that time in that old cave. However, you end up inhaling a fly.

>cough

You cough, trying to dislodge the fly, but only manage to swallow it completely. The fly is now buzzing in your stomach, making you feel uncomfortable.



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> punch stomach

You punch yourself in the stomach, in an attempt to get the fly out, but you end up in pain, which causes you to thrust your head directly forwards into a rock.

> say "ow"

You do so, before falling to the ground unconscious.

> wake up

Several Swahili are looking down on you. One has a fly pinched between two fingers.

> pull out pistol

Belloq comes forward with hand reached out to receive pistol.

You look at your naked body and wonder where the pistol came from. I must be dreaming, you think.

> Wake up

You try to wake up, but you don't succeed.

> Pinch self.

It hurts. Looks like you're not dreaming. Oh well.

> yawn

You yawn widely, only to find that you now have (once again), have a beetle stuck in your throat, which you proceed to swallow (one should think you have practice by now).

>Ponder on this


Suddenly it come to the conlusion, that your purpose in this adventure is to gather a complete collection of this area's insect fauna in your stomach.


Too bad you concluded wrong.



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>Shoot Belloq

You shoot Belloq, which elicits a rather surprised expression from him, both the part of him in front of you, and what's now glooping down the trees behind him. You feel a temporary sense of accomplishment, but unfortunately, his Swahili buddies aren't feeling any more amiable towards you now.

You will be a shishkebab in 2 turns.

> run like hell

You stand up and, immediately stymied by the problem of which direction to run, fail to do any running at all.

You will be a shishkebab in 1 turn.

> run east like hell

You run east through the jungle toward the river where Jock's plane sits. At the thought of Jock, you briefly wonder what the boyish teenage pilot will think of your lack of clothing, but soon put it out of your mind. You've got some serious running to do, after all.

Behind you echoes the distant sound of Swahili warriors crashing through the jungle in pursuit.

> snakes! I hate snakes!

That's not a snake.

> look at what you thought was a snake.

It's actually a six-pack of Cola Turka.
You wonder why you thought it was a snake, and also what a six-pack of Turkey's regional cola is doing in the middle of the jungle.

> savegame "save001.sav"

Game saved.

> drink Turka Cola

You drink all the cans, and then you fly away, propelled by your belch, to a large Victorian mansion, where standing above you is an old woman, two twenty-something men, a twenty-something woman, a detective, and the butler.

The woman ushers you inside, pushes you up the stairs to a bedroom in which a beautiful girl eyes you with a very suspicious expression on her face, and throws you some clothes. You dress awkwardly. When you're done, the woman pushes you down the stairs again and out of the house. She points at all the windows you broke with your mighty belch.

"You broke them, you fix them," she says.

You stare at the woman, confused.

> Examine girl.

Upon closer examination, you discover that the girl is actually a very pretty boy with long hair wearing a dress. You know, the kind you often see in manga. You sigh dreamily.

> Fix windows.

And how, pray tell, are you going to fix them?

> ask about accommodation

You ask your dream girl... or boy... uh, whatever, about accommodation and she/he says that you are to sleep in the shed. But you will have to fight off the current gardener first.
She gives you a rake with which to fight him, and says that the gardener shouldn't be too hard. She then adds quietly that he was never hard in the bedroom, but by this point you are hitting squirrels out of trees with your newly acquired rake.

In the process of trying to hit squirrels, you also manage to break a few more windows. The woman grabs you by the arm. She is amazingly strong. She pries the rake from your grip with no apparent efford, and kicks you back inside. "You WILL pay for the windows," she says. She takes you to the kitchen, where an enormous cook turns around to take a look at you. The woman ties your long hair to a hook on the counter top. "You wash those dishes," she says, "and if you break ONE, the cook will make a nice dinner out of you." The cook looks you up and down and licks his lips.

> wash dishes

You start washing the dishes.

You then discover that you have a huge booger hanging off the edge of your nostril. It's really, really starting to bother you.