It is dark. Above you there appears to be a switch dangling from an unseen plane, possibly a ceiling.
Hit the deck.
Pull light cord THEN hit the deck
>>720617 You pull out your regulation standard deck of cards from your regulation standard coat-pocket...
>>720619 and PUNCH THEIR LIGHTS OUT!
>>720620 You have successfully hit the deck. Your regulation standard playing cards are now strewn haphazardly around you on what is presumably the floor...It is still dark.
Pull the switch.
Play 52 card pick up and hit the deck again.
>>720622 You reach above you and pull the switch. You appear to be in some kind of large refrigerator, as one would find in the back of a restaraunt or mafia movie. It is no longer dark.
>>720705 Dive headfirst into the box of "stuff".
>>720705 Don yon hat.
Put on hat, grab that knife, and look through that stuff.
Grab hat, play frisbee with yourself using it.
>>720796 You rear up on your tiptoes and grab the hat from the shelf. You're not quite sure what kind of person keeps a fedora in their refrigerator, and you're even less sure you want to find out.
>>720851 You prepare to fling the hat as if it were a frisbee, or a discus, or some other aerodynamically-designed object that people fling.
>>720853 You move your arm forward and release the hat. In this moment you are the epitome of grace and style. The hat SOARS MAJESTICALLY THROUGH THE AIR...
>>720855 and lands squarely in the box marked 'STUF'. In retrospect, there is probably a reason people do not make a habit out of using fedoras as frisbees.
Grab the Knoife and cut open some Froot, use the Froot Jooce on the door.
Is it cold?
Retrieve ye hat and mess around with that "stuff"