OK. You've had enough. Your life as a criminal is almost over. You think back to yesterday: Employees of the Bureau of Magical Law Enforcement (you've heard people call them "policemen") were coming towards your little home in the south side of Gilwin, their griffons' wings flapping in the midmorning breeze. Ever since then, You've decided that you can't hide anymore. You have to stop running and hiding, so you're going to the main office of the Bureau of Magic to see if they can hire you.
39th place (out of 42) in the 20th Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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