{"type":"location","location":{"title":"Your Office - Lakefront Building, Downtown Chicago","description":"You sit at your desk in a modest third-floor office overlooking Lake Michigan. The year is 1924. Stacks of ledgers and financial records are scattered across the wooden surface before you—papers you've been poring over for weeks now. Something doesn't add up.\n\nYour name is written on the frosted glass door outside: FORENSIC ACCOUNTANT. You've built a reputation for finding discrepancies that others miss, following money trails through the city's legitimate businesses. But these records are different. Stranger.\n\nPayments labeled 'memory consultations.' Transactions coded as 'experience transfers.' Dozens of high-society names appearing in ledgers of businesses that claim to be nothing more than photography studios, barbershops, and medical clinics. The amounts are substantial—thousands of dollars exchanged for services that don't seem to exist.\n\nA grey Chicago afternoon light filters through your window. On your desk sits today's mail: an anonymous letter with no return address. Inside, a single line in typewritten text: 'They're erasing what people remember. Follow the money to the truth.'\n\nYour head feels oddly foggy. You can't quite remember why you started investigating these particular accounts three weeks ago. The reason nags at you, just beyond recall.","suggestedActions":["Examine the anonymous letter more carefully","Review the financial records on your desk for patterns","Leave your office and investigate one of the suspicious businesses","Check your appointment book and personal files for clues about why you began this investigation"],"conversation":"dwwdwrr5fm45kiua3zb9z"},"conversationLength":1,"maxFreeConversationLength":10}