<center><img src="images/hammerheader.jpg"> [[Begin]]</center>You wake up in the corner of a small white room artificially lit from a strip light. It is cold and smells faintly of aniseed. In the centre of the room is a circular glass table on which is plate of sandwiches, a small glass of an unknown liquid and a table knife. On the far right of the room, set back into the wall, is a door. [[sandwiches<-Look at the sandwiches.]] [[liquid <-Look at the liquid.]] [[knife<-Look at the knife.]] [[door<-Look at the door.]] On the plate are five or six brown bread sandwiches, from the smell of them, you suspect them to be Salmon Paste. You realise you are hungry and reach to get one. [[youcanttouchthis<-Mmm, sandwiches.]] The glass contain a dark liquid. It is either Cola or chilled Bovril. The weird smell in the room makes it difficult to tell, only one way to find out. [[youcanttouchthis<-Take a sip]]It is a table knife, more like a butter knife with a dirty, yellow plastic handle. It's not much, but it would do in a pinch if you were attacked, best to get hold of it now. [[youcanttouchthis<-Grab the knife]]The door is set back in the wall, like a sliding door. There's no handle and no visible buttons to push. If you listen closely you can hear chatting outside of the door. [[youcanttouchthis<-Bang on the door.]](set: $hammer = $hammer + 1)(if: $hammer is 1)[You can't touch this. [[menu<-Back we go.]]](if: $hammer is 2)[You can't touch this. [[menu<-Back we go.]]](if: $hammer is 3)[You can't touch this. [[hammermenu<-Back we go.]]] (if: $hammer is 1)[[sandwiches<-Look at the sandwiches.]] [[liquid <-Look at the liquid.]] [[knife<-Look at the knife.]] [[door<-Look at the door.]] (if: $hammer is 3)["Stop" echoes a disembodied voice, "Hammer time". The door swishes open and you are set upon by Heavy D and The Mob who beat you to death with hammers. [[Epilogue.]]] Vanilla Ice switches off the monitor and leans back in his large, red leather office chair. "Word to your mother" he whispers, runs his hands through his hair and nods to himself in smug satifaction. [[THE END.]]"STOP!" An ear piercing, disembodied voice echoes round the room. "Hammer time!". The door swishes open and you are set upon by Heavy D and The Mob who beat you to death with hammers. [[Epilogue.]] Hammerquest was made by me, <a href="http://www.richardtingley.co.uk" target="_blank">Richard Tingley</a>. I hope you enjoyed it. Hammer, don't hurt 'em. <center><img src="images/tingleybrandpixel.gif"></center>