{"type":"location","location":{"title":"Your Apartment - Memory Audit Office District, Lagos","description":"You wake up in your cramped apartment in the Ikoyi high-rise district, the morning light filtering through half-closed blinds. Your workspace is cluttered with memory playback devices—ancient-looking neurointerface rigs that hum softly on your desk. The wall display shows your work schedule: another day of routine audits for MemoryCorp, the megacorporation that dominates the city's memory market. You've been doing this job for three years now, earning just enough to afford this small room among thousands of identical ones stacked vertically into the Lagos skyline.\n\nYour personal terminal blinks with an unread message marked 'PRIORITY AUDIT.' Something about the notification feels unusual—the timestamp is from 4 AM, well before your shift usually starts. The memory file attached is encrypted with a security level you've never seen before on a routine audit job.\n\nOutside your window, the sprawling megacity stretches endlessly—holographic advertisements flicker across distant buildings, and the hum of autonomous traffic fills the air. Your door access panel shows it's 7:47 AM. Your shift at the MemoryCorp audit center begins in 43 minutes.","suggestedActions":["Open the mysterious priority audit message on your terminal","Prepare for your shift and head to the MemoryCorp audit center","Search your apartment for anything unusual or out of place","Check your apartment's security logs to see who accessed your terminal"],"conversation":"c21qswahs84zzr130shv5"},"conversationLength":1,"maxFreeConversationLength":10}