Last Update: December 17, 1996
Things that will be added when I get around to it:
| Your name is Trixie and you decide to go to the Brattleboro Latchis Theater to see “Lost Memories,” the latest film by your favorite star, Rex Darling. You have also heard that he will be there LIVE and IN PERSON!! You don’t know exactly how to get to the movie theater though, because it has been a long time since Rex was in town. You jump into your car and drive off, hoping to find the theater. You remember that the theater is in the Northeast part of Brattleboro town. At a stop light, you notice a street sign: | Left, to the shopping mall. |
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by Lawrence B. Davies
Copyright 1995, 1996, 1997
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| You turn left and come to a sign: You go another few blocks and see another sign: What now? | Take a left. |
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| You continue straight ahead. Soon you see another sign: It’s a very nice sign. As you drive past, you enjoy the warm air. You come to another sign: ——> Which way do you turn? | Turn around, to Brattleboro. |
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| You go to the City Hall. You reach a large public area. There are many people around. There is a Jazz band playing in the center of the park. You look around. There is a fat man in sunglasses, reading a magazine and standing on a corner. You also see a woman sitting near a sign that says “TRAVEL INFORMATION.” You want to get to the movie theater fast. What do you do? | Go to the man in the sunglasses. |
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| You go in the direction of the bank, you are lost. You see a friendly young man on the corner, you pull your car over and walk up to him. What do you say? | Hi, how are you? |
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| You turn to the shopping mall. You drive a few more blocks and then see another sign: What do you do? | Turn left, to the bank. |
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| After awhile, you look around and notice a sign: Which way do you go? | Turn left. |
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| You turn right. Soon you are on a highway. The wind blows through your hair. The sun warms your skin. You turn on the radio. You’re going 120 kilometers per hour. Great! What a beautiful day! Then, you hear a loud sound and look in your mirror. It’s a police car, and a voice is saying “Pull over NOW!!” You have to go to jail for driving too fast! And you will miss Rex! Oh well. | Try again at the beginning. |
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| You go to the fat man. He looks at you. “Excuse me,” you say to him. He doesn’t answer. He looks at you. You say hello again. He says nothing. “Excuse me,” you say, shaking his shoulder. He holds his chest, falls to the ground and rolls on his back. His tongue hangs from his mouth. His eyes bulge out of his face. omewhere a woman screams. The Jazz band stops playing. People run to where you and the man are. Someone yells, “What happened, what happened?” | This is bad… |
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| You get out of your car and listen to the band. Ahh! Isn’t that Jazz wonderful? Can you feel the music? Do you remember what you were doing before you started to listen to the Jazz? | Please start again at the beginning. |
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| You go to the woman under the sign. “May I help you?” she asks. What do you do? | Ask her for directions. |
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| “Hi, how are you?” you say to the young man. “Fine.” he says, and he waves as he walks around the corner. | You are very confused, perhaps you said the wrong thing to try to get his attention. |
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| “Excuse me,” you say. The young man looks at you. He puts his hand up to his ear and cups it. “Eh?” he answers. He looks confused. You think for a moment and say: | Excuse me. |
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| “Where’s the movie theater?” you ask. The young man looks at you. “Lady!” he says, and laughs, “It’s not faaaar!…not at all…Just go that way for two blocks…twoooo blocks…and you’ll find the City hall…ya got that miss?…yeah, the City Hall!” He looks a bit tired. “Then…” he continues, “When you get to the City hall… yeah… just look for a sign that says highway 5. Then look around…look around…look for a fat man…a fat man who is holding a magazine about cigars… HAHAH…, he wipes his wet mouth, sniffs loudly, pulls a handkerchief out of his pocket and blows his nose. | He disappears around a corner mumbling “City Hall!” |
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| You drive down the road toward the shopping mall. Soon, many men on motorcycles are following you. They all have smiles on their faces. When you stop at a red light, they surround your car. One man, a very large and ugly looking fellow, comes up to your window yelling “What do you want?” What do you do now? | Ask him for directions. |
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| A large crowd of people is coming together. You can hear some people saying “Murderer!” A large policewoman comes from the middle of the crowd. “What have you done?” she asks. You decide you have two choices: | Run for your car. Perhaps no one will see you. |
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| You ask for directions. The woman says, “drive three blocks east and turn left at West 4th Street. Then, go two blocks north to South Street. Turn left on East 6th Street, because north South Street is one way going west. You’ll be on mid South Street, which is just before south North Street, which is where the movie theater is, between the south branch of the Western Corporation and the east branch of Northeast Industries.” | “Have a nice day.” |
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| “Where are you from?” you ask the woman. She looks at you, but says nothing. Again you ask, “Where are you from?” Again she is silent and looks confused. | You don’t know what to do so you get back in your car and drive away. |
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| “Excuse me,” you say again and ask for directions. The man looks at you, then says, “Sure. Go down this road for three blocks, and turn right. Then after two more blocks, it’s on your left. | You thank him and… |
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| You drive for three blocks. Finally, the movie theater is a left turn and you’re there. REX! You begin to dream of the two of you dancing under the stars. Champagne, fine food, and the ocean. You begin to turn left, but then think that maybe you should turn right. Or maybe it’s another block straight ahead. Now you’re confused again, but you… | Turn right!! |
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| You roll down your window. “Excuse me…” you say, “I’m lost. Can you tell me how to get to the movie theater?” The very very large and ugly man puts his mouth to your ear. “SAY THAT AGAIN,” he screams. What do you do now? | Ask him for directions. |
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| You drive around turning left, right and going straight, but you forgot the directions. | You might miss Rex… |
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| You run, but you don’t get very far. The policewoman jumps on you from behind. Later, in court, your testimony is thrown out. You are charged with murder and sentenced to life in prison. | You really have to be careful around these parts. |
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| You explain what has just happened. The fat man stands up. “JUST JOKING!!” he says and the crowd goes away. You don’t think it’s very funny. You get in your car. Where is that movie theater? | You stop at a stop sign. |
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| You turn right and go two blocks. THERE IT IS ON YOUR LEFT! THERE’S REX. ISN’T HE HANDSOME! WOW! WHAT FUN, WHAT EXCITEMENT, WHAT A WONDERFUL WAY TO SPEND THE DAY, REX SEES YOU AND YOU EVEN TALK TO HIM! CONGRATULATIONS! | YOU DID IT! |
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| You go through the red light. The men follow you. You go through different parts of town. The men are getting closer. Look! On your left! It’s the THEATER!! THERE’S REX!! But, you can’t stop. The motorcycles are right behind you. You continue to drive. The gang catches you and breaks your windows. You drive into a lamp post. You miss Rex and spend a long time in the hospital recovering from your bad experience. Better luck next time. | Try again at the start. |
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| Thanks for playing. Send comments to lbd@gol.com | Return to first card |
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