(Roger tries to go behind the counter.) (message: Droid: Oh dear, how inconvenient. Another life form is in a restricted area. How your race manages not to vaporize itself into extinction is beyond me. I guess I'll have to be polite about this. Pardon me for terminating you.) (An anvil falls out of the ceiling.) (The anvil squishes Roger.) (still shot: A couple of Sariens. message: Thank you for playing Space Quest I. Too bad you've failed miserably and doomed all of your people to a horrible death at the hands of the Sariens. You quickly glance about the room to see if anyone saw your silly mistake. Better luck next time.)

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