This is a shivers orb showing the former tenant.
This is a listing of every "entry" in a given game conversation as scraped from the game files. Entries often contain written dialogue, as well as conditional logic governing their appearance to the player. They also link to other entries, sometimes automatically and sometimes through player action. This page is best used to search for a specific word or phrase, as following the links in this format can be difficult. For an experience that better accommodates the branching structure of these conversations, see the corresponding interactive page.
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0 | None |
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1 | None |
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2 | Shivers | A former architect stands before a slice of window, a room plan in her hand. A cold wave has made the air in the building stand still and frozen, with temperatures falling down to -20°C. |
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3 | None |
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4 | You | Her face... |
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5 | You | The plan... |
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6 | You | Shiver. [Finish thought.] |
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7 | Shivers | ...is red from the cold. She's breathing on her fingers clasping the plan. Traces of sadness are visible in her expression. |
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8 | Shivers | ... faint pencil lines on paper depict the same place, but a missing eastern wall connects the room with the neighbouring apartment. Ideas for arranging the furniture have been jotted down. |
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9 | Shivers | It's clean and empty, with new tapestry embellishing the walls. A standard HB graphite pencil has fallen off a three-legged stool in the middle of the room. |
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10 | You | Look around yourself... |
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11 | Conceptualization | She had an eye for beauty. |
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12 | Shivers | A shift in temperature. The air chills around you. Dust settles on the stony floor. |
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13 | You | [Discard thought.] |
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14 | You | Rub your sides for warmth. |
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15 | None |
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