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- CRY WOLF
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- A 128 Byte Wolf-3D Engine
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- Programmed by ReservoirGods
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- Morten Harket picked thoughtlessly at his bowl of Rice Krispies.
- The early morning sunlight streamed in through a skylight, bathing his
- television set in a pool of reflected light. This made watching "The Big
- Breakfast" a more difficult and annoying task than normal.
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- "try not to worry now" he consoled himself.
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- The hedgehog-faced singer rose awkwardly from the breakfast table and made his
- way out onto the balcony. He grimaced at the brightness of early morning. The
- blue sky grinned back at him.
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- Wiping the sleep from his eyes he headed for the bathroom and a spray of water
- to fully resuscitate his senses. The borders between the waking hours and
- slumber had become blurred over recent months. Sometimes he seemed to dream
- himself alive. His chronic insomnia had led to daytime hallucinations.
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- "try not to worry now" he mumbled at himself in the bathroom mirror.
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- His eyes patrolled the perimeter of the sink in a desperate search for his
- toothbrush. The implement was proving elusive today. A frantic search through
- the cupboards revealed no trace. The washing baskets were rummaged, boxes
- scoured and rugs overturned. He hunted high and low but to no avail. Where was
- the damn thing?
-
- "try not to worry now" he intoned, plucking an apple from the larder and using
- this as a replacement for usual dental care.
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- His mind drifted back to the mid eighties and his days as pin-up in the
- seminal Scandinavia synth-pop trio, A-ha. He remembered the adulation, the
- platinum record sales, the appearances on Top of The Pops. Hell he even got to
- meet The Hairy Cornflake himself, radio 1 disc jockey Dave Lee Travis.
- Evaluating everything, he came to the conclusion that this was the pinnacle of
- his career. It may have been a brief 20 minutes in a grey studio in Shepherd's
- Bush, but he was in touching distance of a living legend.
-
- Another highlight was opening the Arbroath to Aberdeen section of the Scottish
- railway system. He had been asked personally to do this be a signal box
- operator from Montrose whose 13 year old daughter had seen a picture of him in
- "Look-In!" magazine. His train of thought was disturbed by a loud and
- disturbing crash from the front door.
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- "try not to worry now" he muttered scampering towards the source of the
- commotion.
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- Standing in the doorframe stood an 80s coiffured leather-jacket-wearing
- Scandinavia. In his hand was a broken door-handle.
-
- "Do I know you?" asked Morten.
- "Oh yes, for sure! I am the keyboard player from A-Ha who nobody remembers the
- name of!"
- "Of course! How stupid of me! Do come in, erm, what was your name?"
- "Hell! Even I can't remember my own name now! I am so anonymous!"
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- Morten coughed awkwardly. This was turning out to be a rather strange day.
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- The nameless keyboard player strolled into the dining room.
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- "Mmm! Rice Krispies! Very good, no? I was always wondering how those little
- elves do all the flying around. Do they have drugs in their cereal? Or maybe
- they live on a planet where the gravity is not so strong."
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- "...i've never really though about it..." mumbled Morten.
-
- "Which do you like best? Snap? Crackle? Or Pop?"
-
- "...erm..."
-
- "Well you should say Pop! of course! Do you not see the funny of the joke? Ha
- ha ha ha!"
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- With this the keyboard player threw his head back and scattered the room with
- a ricochet of laughter. Morten's cat "Harcat" quivered behind the sofa.
-
- "Very, erm, amusing. So why did you come round?"
- "I am wondering, Morten, if you are having a light bulb today."
- "A light bulb?"
- "You know, one of those oval thing that illuminates rooms. Very useful in the
- night time I think."
- "Yes, I do know what a light bulb is." Morten growled.
- "Then why did you ask?"
- "I didn't! You asked for one!" At this point Morten was beginning to get
- exasperated "Look, I've had a really bad day and its not yet even 9 o'clock.
- What with the big breakfast and toothbrushes and apples and trains and
- crashes. Not to mention the hairy cornflake!"
- "Morten, I am not knowing what you are talking about. I am just wanting a
- light bulb to keep warm."
- "To keep warm?"
- "Yes! While you are living off all the old A-Ha money mountains and selling
- photos of your elbows to Hello! magazine we have been forgotten. We have no
- money. Even Look-In! do not print pictures of us any more. We cannot afford
- heating. We have just enough money to run one light bulb which we huddle
- around for some warmth and comfort. But it has now blown so I am wondering if
- you have a spare one?"
- "No."
- "Oh well goodbye then. But we may return and burn your house down. Because we
- are not liking you any more."
-
- Morten quickly escorted his former band member to the door. He was not best
- pleased to learn that his house had now become a potential target for
- disgruntled Scandanavian synth twiddlers.
-
- "try not to worry now." this had become his mantra for the day.
-
- Seeing the coast was now clear, the cat had emerged from behind the furniture
- and was now sitting on the kitchen table lapping up the remainder of Morten's
- bowl of rice krispies.
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- This was the least of his problems at the moment.
-
- Grabbing a his toolkit from the work-surface, Morten moved into the larder. He
- slipped his screwdriver between two flagstones and begin prising one open. He
- slid the stone away to reveal a dark hole. Slipping a flashlight from his
- pocket he turned on the low beam and descended into the darkness.
-
- For the first time that day, Morten was happy. For in this secret cellar he
- keep a collection of material that was very close to his heart. It was the
- worlds biggest collection of such matter. He hoped to one day own the entire
- world stock of this product.
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-
- "no need to worry now" he sighed contently, looking around him at the
- mountainous stock of light bulbs.
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- CRY.WOLF
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- Put your machine into 320x240xTrueColour mode.
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- ( 40col . Interlace=Off / Double Line=On . True Colour )
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- CryWolf works on both RGB and VGA monitors.
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- To quit, press that big black switch on the back of your Falcon.
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- CRY.WOLF
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