Sitting in a cramped theatre, irritated that your partner apparently hasn't turned up, you are strangely intrigued by a current of air. It will lead you to a place very different from your own familiar surroundings... [--blurb from The Z-Files Catalogue]

The Chinese Room is a hilarious romp through the world of philosophical thought experiments. Have you ever wanted to win Zeno's race? Free the denizens of Plato's Cave? Or find out what it's <i>really</i> like to be a bat? Now is your chance!

"The sun has gone. It must be brought. You have a rock." [--blurb from Competition '99]

Your vision clears as you gently land in an endless landscape. There is the wind, a bleak and chill thing. And there is your sense of uncertainty: You don't know which way to go. Or, maybe, which way you went.

The house is growing. Or perhaps it's you who is shrinking. And with all this extra space is coming....time. Time enough, maybe, to make some changes.

It figures that your pickup would die on a night like this and leave you stranded in the dark New Mexico desert. But nothing else figures about this night, man. Nothing at all. An example game for Aaron Reed's book <a href="http://inform7.textories.com/">Creating Interactive Fiction with Inform 7</a>.

The last of the day's light is fading. And, without light, how can he see? A very short piece of Interactive Fiction for the TinyUtopia jam.

"Failing physics--again--would be traumatic enough. But now, you're trapped inside a Particle Accelerator and Reality Translation Integrator, the product of mad genius meeting mixed metaphors. Originally designed to help the human mind understand particle physics, the sub-atomic world inside is a strange blend of mysticism and science, of Zen contemplation and Marx Brothers movies. Dr. Gregory Dumont has sucked you into his P.A.R.T.I., but it's no picnic in there. This is a new version of the original, ported to Inform and much expanded - twice the size of the original." [--blurb from The Z-Files Catalogue]

An entry into the MCDream minicomp, this game tries to capture the essence of a vivid dream its author remembers having many decades ago.

You play as a person on a yacht who is dying from scurvy. Apparently pursuing a diet of just pizza, chicken fingers, and beer for nearly two months wasn't your best idea. A tiny amount of vitamin C can save you, but you can barely move. And here come the hallucinations.

"Fusillade (fU - zi - lAd') n. - 1. (a) A simultaneous discharge of firearms. (b) a number of shots fired simultaneously or in rapid succession. (c) something that gives the effect of a fusillade (ex. a fusillade of ideas). (d) This game." [--blurb from Competition Aught-One]