|Zabalabanazaz||Score: ?||Moves: ?|
You arrive in the imaginary town of zabalabanazaz. However, you have an awful imagination, so zabalabanazaz lacks townspeople, gutters, and robots to do manual labor. Your leg seems to be bleeding a little less now from the knife wound that you sustained by putting such a sharp blade in your pocket. You see an alley to the east and a shady looking man sitting nearby on a wooden bench.