Apparently, you have the worst luck in the universe. Here you are, stuck in the middle of nowhere, for days on end. When you first applied for the job, the proprietor assured you that you will be learning the fine art of wine making. That was before he punched your lights out, and locked you here.
Now you are locked in this small room, nothing on you. No money, no wages, nothing. What a fine mess you are in, fellow. See if you can get out of here. All you have to do is go through the front door. Oh, it's locked? Too bad! I guess you'll just have to stay here until they let you out, hehehehe.
31st place (out of 34) in the 3rd Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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