{"type":"location","location":{"title":"Customs Inspection Dock - New Tyre","description":"The salt-stained metal beneath your feet vibrates with the constant thrum of the platform's stabilizers. You stand in the Customs Inspection Dock, a sprawling warehouse district built into the lower levels of New Tyre's massive oil platform superstructure. Corrugated steel walls rise three stories above you, their surfaces etched with the names of a thousand corporate logos, half of them no longer in existence.\n\nShafts of gray light filter through skylights scratched opaque by years of sea spray. Around you, shipping containers are stacked in precarious towers—most marked with standard manifests and shipping codes. But three containers in the corner catch your attention. They bear no corporate insignia, only a series of unmarked barcodes that your scanner refuses to read properly.\n\nYour superior, Inspector Chen, left a message on your desk this morning: 'Check the manifests on containers 447, 448, and 449. Something doesn't add up. And watch your equipment—I lost two scanners near those units last week.'\n\nThe dock is relatively quiet at this hour. A few stevedores move cargo in the distance, but they avoid the corner where the anomalous containers sit. Seawater drips from a rusted pipe somewhere above, marking time with irregular metallic pings.\n\nYour inspection pad—a ruggedized tablet that's served you well for five years—flickers slightly as you approach the three containers.","suggestedActions":["Approach the three unmarked containers and examine them physically","Check the computer database for manifest information on containers 447, 448, and 449","Search your desk for Chen's notes or any other documentation about these containers","Question the stevedores working in the dock about the containers","Examine your inspection pad to see why it's malfunctioning"],"conversation":"tljkd3jx5uskbud9ecwu"},"conversationLength":1,"maxFreeConversationLength":10}