Instruction Manual for Table of Contents CUTTHROATS An Overview Page 12 In CUTTHROATS, you are a skilled diver living on • What is interactive fiction? Hardscrabble Island, a small seaport past its prime. You will • Moving around try to salvage a sunken treasure from one of four ship- • Turns and scoring wrecks; if you are successful, you will be fabulously wealthy and enormously respected among old salts. Some characters Tips for Novices 13 in the story will help you; others will try to stop you any Eight useful pointers about interactive fiction way they can. If you can think logically and keep your throat intact, the treasure can be yours. Communicating with CUTTHROATS 14 There is more than one shipwreck in CUTTHROATS, • Basic sentences but in each story you will be trying to recover only one • Complex sentences particular treasure. When you restart the story, you may find • Talking to characters in the story yourself diving for a different treasure. • Vocabulary limitations As in all Infocom interactive fiction, CUTTHROATS understands a very large vocabulary. Appendix B (page 18) Starting and Stopping 16 lists several commands that will be useful in your adventure. • Starting CUTTHROATS (“Booting Up”) Some of the commands listed are found in all Infocom • Saving and restoring interactive fiction; others are included especially for CUT- • Quitting and restarting THROATS. All adventurers will want to familiarize them- selves with this list. Appendix A: Quick Reference Guide 17 This section describes the most important things to know about interactive fiction. It is vital that you know all these things before you begin your adventure. Appendix B: Important Commands 18 Appendix C: CUTTHROATS Complaints 19 Appendix D: Sample Transcript and Map 20 Appendix E: We’re Never Satisfied 23 Appendix F: Author Biographies 24 …

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