{"type":"location","location":{"title":"Your Cramped Office - The Glitch District","description":"You sit at a desk cluttered with flickering holographic displays and stacks of physical data drives—the old-fashioned kind, because quantum interference makes most digital storage unreliable this far into the Glitch District. Through your office window, Detroit's skyline flickers like a broken television signal. One moment you see abandoned warehouses and crumbling infrastructure; the next, gleaming smart-buildings and drone traffic. The transition is nauseating to watch for too long.\n\nYour job title reads 'Data Recovery Specialist,' but lately you've been finding things that don't quite make sense. Missing persons reports that vanish from the system hours after filing. Entire city blocks that exist in some people's memories but nowhere in the official records. Three days ago, a client came to you desperate to recover files about their sister—a woman who apparently never existed in any searchable database, yet the client remembered her vividly.\n\nToday, a new encrypted message arrived on your secure line: 'They're rewriting us. Come to the old Wayne State servers if you want to know the truth.' The message dissolved into corrupted data before you could trace it.\n\nThe probability maps on your wall show increasing instability in the city's quantum sectors. Something is wrong. Something is being erased.","suggestedActions":["Examine the encrypted message more closely","Check your client files for patterns among the missing persons","Head out into the Glitch District to investigate","Contact your network of sources for information","Review the probability maps on your wall"],"conversation":"gvboz4yeg7asrde03f6d"},"conversationLength":1,"maxFreeConversationLength":10}