{"type":"location","location":{"title":"Your Office - Coastal Wellness Center","description":"You sit at your desk in the modest grief counseling office, located on the second floor of the Coastal Wellness Center in Heimaey, a small fishing town on the south coast of Iceland. Through the window, you can see the dark volcanic slopes that erupted six months ago, now dormant but ever-present. The ash has long since settled, but something else seems to linger in the air.\n\nYour appointment book shows you have several patients scheduled today. On your desk lies a notebook containing cryptic notes from your most recent session—three days ago—with a long-time resident named Sigrun. In a moment that still unsettles you, she leaned close and whispered urgently: 'The volcano didn't just erupt... it opened something. Something that was meant to stay buried.' Then her eyes went blank, and when she spoke again, her words carried only the strict, clinical honesty about the past that now characterizes the town's strange condition.\n\nYou've noticed the government linguists arriving last week. They ask careful questions about speech patterns. The town's internet has been unreliable. Official statements cite 'volcanic safety protocols' for the increased security checkpoints.\n\nSomething is deeply wrong here. And you may be one of the few people positioned to understand it.","suggestedActions":["Review Sigrun's notes more carefully","Leave the office and explore the town","Check your patient schedule for today","Look through your desk drawers"],"conversation":"1dzhpfl9uzwzvyst0w8xe"},"conversationLength":1,"maxFreeConversationLength":10}