{"type":"location","location":{"title":"The Grand Foyer of Ashford House","description":"You stand in the cavernous foyer of what was once a magnificent Gilded Age mansion. High ceilings stretch above you, adorned with ornate plasterwork now dulled by decades of dust. A sweeping staircase dominates the space, its mahogany banister worn smooth by countless hands. Afternoon light filters through tall windows, illuminating dust motes that drift lazily through the air.\n\nThe walls are lined with oil paintings—stern-faced men and women whose eyes seem to follow you as you move. A bronze plaque beside the main entrance reads: \"ASHFORD SANITARIUM - EST. 1847\"\n\nTo your left, a reception desk sits unmanned, its surface cluttered with leather-bound appointment books and filing trays. Behind it, a wall of wooden cubby holes holds numbered keys. To your right, a corridor disappears into shadow. Straight ahead, the staircase splits into two directions on the landing above.\n\nThe air smells of furniture polish and something else—something vaguely chemical and unsettling. A clock on the wall ticks loudly, the only sound breaking the oppressive silence. You notice a woman in a starched white uniform watching you from across the foyer with an unreadable expression.","suggestedActions":["Examine the reception desk and its paperwork","Speak with the woman in the white uniform","Climb the grand staircase to explore the upper floors","Head down the corridor to your right","Inspect the paintings on the walls"],"conversation":"84yf6kj7kk337137yu234s"},"conversationLength":1,"maxFreeConversationLength":10}