The Outhouse:


Through the thick of trees and shrubs you come to a small clearing
with an outhouse.  Carved into a sign is the words, "Dew drop inn."
With a little chuckle you enter.

People before you have written all over the inside walls leaving you 
with little room to write and much to read.

A poem on the wall stands out:

  Here I sit in deadly vapor,
  Wishing for some toilet paper.
  How long, I wonder, must I linger,
  Before I'm forced to use my finger?

The last letter is followed by a great big line as though the pen scraped
quickly across the wall. You hear the murmer of a human voice below you...
>>WWWebUser<< says: could you get me out of here?


Exits are:  Farm House

You're alone here

The room is set to public

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