It's not The Phantom Tollbooth's fault your umpteenth re-reading fell flat last night. Perhaps now you're really too old for it, especially since you're in advanced high school classes. Classes where you learn about the Law of Diminishing Returns and such. You pick the book up from the floor where you tossed it.
Odd. Why's a bookmark wedged there? You always read the book in one go!
That's not a bookmark. It's a ticket to some place called the Problems Compound, just off Smart Street. And it has your name on it! FOR ALEC SMART. Too bad it's missing directions.
24th place (out of 53) in the 21st Annual Interactive Fiction Competition.
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