conversations.from: system
conversations.value: "No — Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.”
  --F. Scott Fitzgerald, *The Great Gatsby*
  
  After the parties stopped sometime in 1922, nobody paid much attention to the gaudy mansion sitting at the edge of Long Island Sound, on the utmost tip of West Egg. It was a mad time, back then, a crazy swinging time that moved so fast it was easy to get distracted. Besides, no one knew much about the man whose house it was. So the car loads of politicians, movie stars, and college students that used to parade up and down those marble steps found other parties to fill with their sparkling laughter and their appetites for cocktails and jazz.
  
  Meanwhile, nobody came to claim the rambling mansion or knock it down, and every year it got a little shabbier.
  
  Then 1929 hit, and the party was really and truly over-- not only in the house at the tip of West Egg, but everywhere.
  
  Now it is the final year of Prohibition in the benighted year of our Lord 1933. The papers say that unemployment is the worst it's ever been, that one in four Americans is out of work, but you don't need a newspaper to tell you that the Depression is getting worse every year. Roosevelt might be president now, but this is New York in the image of Hoover: breadlines that stretch for blocks, street vendors with holey shoes selling the same types of apples on every corner, aluminum and cardboard shacks filling the dirt plains of Central Park.
  
  Somewhere in Hoover's New York, Marjorie Perkins hopes that you can find her daughter Ruby, who's been missing for the past four days. Ruby's had a hard time of it lately-- who hasn't?-- ever since her husband's wealth vanished in the crash. Then, in the summer of 1930, he left one night for a pack of cigarettes and never came back. Ruby's lived in her mother's tenement apartment ever since. The past few weeks, before she disappeared, Marjorie says that Ruby had taken to long walks heading God knows where, vanishing for hours at a time, and then talking funny when she came back. Something about a garden, overflowing towers of champagne, and a green light shining in the darkness.
  
  Can you find her? And if you do-- can you bring her back?
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Marjorie and Ruby live in this cramped tenement on the Lower East Side.
conversations.prefix: Marjorie's Apartment:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Retired schoolteacher and mother of Ruby Hollister.
conversations.prefix: Marjorie Perkins:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Not a metaphor.
  
  You're holding onto something, and it's kept you from moving on. Now you're stuck between the worlds of the living and the dead, the present and the past.
conversations.prefix: Ghost:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Daughter of Marjorie Perkins. Once married to Raymond Hollister, a businessman of considerable wealth. They lost it all in the crash of '29. She's lost in this dream world-- can you wake her up?
conversations.prefix: Ruby Hollister:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Racketeer, bootlegger, loan shark, muscle-- take your pick. "Lucky" Luciano runs Cosa Nostra in New York, and there's plenty of room in his organization for a man looking to make a profit. 
conversations.prefix: One of Lucky's Guys:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You came home from WWI to the promise of a bonus that never came. Then, when the Bonus Expeditionary Forces marched on D.C., you were met with violence. Though you are most likely destitute and homeless, it's clear that no one's going to help you now.
conversations.prefix: Bonus Army Veteran:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Newspapers, apples, potatoes, pretzels-- plenty of things to sell on the street. A steady job would be better, but for now, you're surviving.
conversations.prefix: Street Vendor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're always on the lookout for the next big story, the one that will get your name on the front page in bold type.
conversations.prefix: Reporter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Painter, photographer, writer, musician-- the arts don't pay too well these days, but you can't bear to give up your passion.
conversations.prefix: Artist:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "Hoover was the Engineer
  Mellon rang the bell. 
  Wall Street gave the signal. 
  Then the country went to Hell."
  -written on the wall of a hut in the Camp Dyckman Hooverville
conversations.prefix: Hooverville Resident:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There were too many mouths to feed at home, hardly any food, and even less money. You figured it was time to hit the road. 
conversations.prefix: Teen Runaway:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know the right things to say to get what you want.
conversations.prefix: Assertive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: People love talking to you. They always leave the conversation with a positive impression of you-- and of themselves.
conversations.prefix: Charming:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Details don't escape you. You always seem to know where to look.
conversations.prefix: Perceptive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Tough in mind and body, you can endure hardship while keeping your spirits high.
conversations.prefix: Resilient:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Kind, giving, and sympathetic. You feel the pain of others, and instinctively reach out to ease it.
conversations.prefix: Compassionate:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Plain-speaking and straightforward. People know they can trust your word.
conversations.prefix: Honest:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Distrustful and pessimistic, you have nothing but contempt for soft-hearted do-gooders.
conversations.prefix: Cynical:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You solve every problem with aggression, if not violence. Gentler or subtler approaches make little sense to you.
conversations.prefix: Brutish:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You don't think about your actions ahead of time, or pay much attention to the effects that your actions have on others.
conversations.prefix: Careless:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've fought as bravely as you could, and you've made it this far, but you have nothing left.
conversations.prefix: Weary:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've led a sheltered life, which has allowed you to believe the world is better than it really is.
conversations.prefix: Naïve:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A memory from your past has a powerful grip on you. Maybe it is time to break free and move forward.
conversations.prefix: Move On, Let Go:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A past failure has defined your life. You've come again to a similar crossroads and this time, you'll make the right decision.
conversations.prefix: Do It Right This Time:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've chased one single, overriding desire for all these years. It's so close now. If only you could stretch a little farther...!
conversations.prefix: Follow the Light:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Three others have gathered here at Marjorie's apartment, with the aim of finding Ruby. What do you think-- can you work with these people?
conversations.prefix: First Impressions:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Long Island doesn't narrow it down very much. Maybe Ruby mentioned other details that would help you figure out a more specific location. You ask Marjorie what else Ruby mentioned about the party. 
conversations.prefix: Q: What did she say about the party?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A woman has gone missing for four days. It seems strange that the police haven't done anything about it. 
conversations.prefix: Q: What are the police doing?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Marjorie mentioned that Ruby returned from these parties with pockets full of odds and ends. Maybe you can find a clue there.
conversations.prefix: Q: Did she leave anything behind?:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Marjorie is certain that Ruby is still alive. If that's true, where was Ruby planning to go?
conversations.prefix: Q: Why would she leave?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Bureau of Records | Department of Health | Suffolk County
  
  Certificate of Death No. 19385
  
  Raymond Hollister
  
  Date of death: December?? 1930
  
  Signed: June 3, 1931
  
  Charles Justin Pollard, M.D.
conversations.prefix: Raymond Hollister's Death Certificate:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You lent this to Ruby once, a long time ago. It's nothing special, but you have to admit that the deep blue of the beads is pretty to look at.
conversations.prefix: Blue Beaded Necklace:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You *could* walk three miles north in the afternoon sun, but why walk when you could ride?
  
  Assuming the other passenger hasn't reserved the taxi first, of course.
conversations.prefix: Catch a Cab:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The woman on the platform might be a local. Maybe she knows something about the disappearances.
conversations.prefix: Gloria Streyer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A taciturn World War I vet who seems to have fallen on hard times. Blunt and a little intimidating when he wants to be.
conversations.prefix: Paul Shehaj:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A journalist for the *New York Journal.* Observant and keenly intelligent, she knows how to ask the right questions.
conversations.prefix: Gillian Arthur:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The police have been patrolling this street... and they would not be pleased to find trespassers.
conversations.prefix: Coppers!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This is a strange assortment of people, though they don't seem to know it. Maybe some of them have seen Ruby?
conversations.prefix: Where's Ruby?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Someone to open the front door for the rest of us, Eugene said. What could he mean?
conversations.prefix: The Mansion's Door:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: That vibrant girl with the pearls, the feathers, the fringe down to her knees--
  
  You know her. 
  
  
conversations.prefix: Who Is That Girl? (For Ophelia):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: How nice it is to see new faces! You were getting rather tired of seeing the same ones over and over and over and...
conversations.prefix: New Guests (For Gwen):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: If you could go back-- what would you want?
  
  Say it.
conversations.prefix: The House of Dreams:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: (Optional Asset-- for use on this challenge only)
  
  *"...and the incarnation was complete."*
  
  Your dream-- the longing of your heart-- it has a name.
conversations.prefix: The Name :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *"Can't relive the past? Why, of course you can!"*
  
  You opened the door into the house of dreams.
  
  Your nightmares came with you, too.
conversations.prefix: The Nightmare:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Lizzie's stuffed rabbit. Is this all you have left of her?
conversations.prefix: Babs:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The only person that you've seen inside the mansion so far. He looks to be in his mid-thirties and his speech carries the trace of a Midwestern accent.
conversations.prefix: Mr. C.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Looking over the titles of the books, you realize that the names on the spines are familiar.
  
  People's names...
conversations.prefix: The Books:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Looking over the titles of the books, you realize that the names on the spines are familiar.
  
  People's names...
conversations.prefix: The Books:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A dream masquerading as the future, built on an irretrievable past. 
  
  Year by year, it recedes before us.
  
  But it is everything you want. Isn't it? 
conversations.prefix: The Green Light:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A ruby about the size of a pebble on a gold chain.
  
  Your sister's name is carved into the stone in minuscule print.
conversations.prefix: Ruby Necklace:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Retired schoolteacher and mother of Ruby Hollister.
conversations.prefix: Marjorie Perkins (copy):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: *(Completion optional)*
  You've reached the end of this journey, and it has changed all of you. You can never forget what you saw in that mansion-- what you gained and lost. 
conversations.prefix: The Last Stop:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The days roll forward through the end of 1933 and beyond.
conversations.prefix: So We Beat On:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The crash has largely passed you by and prohibition is but a minor inconvenience. In more lucid moments, you sometimes wonder if your time could be better spent. The fancy evaporates with the next gin.
conversations.prefix: Socialite:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are spirit who can appear at most translucent, and cannot interact with physical objects.
conversations.prefix: Disembodied:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're just a country boy! You can't match up to these city folk.
conversations.prefix: Just a Bumpkin:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes annoying, but in cases like these, welcomed. You remember what you saw and certain objects bring back things you didn't know you remembered.
conversations.prefix: Memory:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A smaller town means less bureaucracy. You know how things should work, even if the posse is still a thing.
conversations.prefix: Small Town Life:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Able to talk to anyone when you put your mind to it. People like to talk to you because you are just like them.
conversations.prefix: Persuasive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were raised to be a straight shooter. You say what you mean and mean what you say.
conversations.prefix: Honest to a Fault:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know it's all in the past but if only you could go back and live it again, maybe the outcome would be different.
  
conversations.prefix: Memories:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can't fight back because the pain is still there. It's no use trying to right the past. Nothing will change.
conversations.prefix: Pain:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Mr. C said that none of this was real. Time to focus on the one thing that is real here: Saving Ruby.
conversations.prefix: Escape With Ruby:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The past has followed you this far, perhaps holding you back. You have two tasks to drive to the future. Complete them and the past will leave you alone. It is time to loom towards the rising of tomorrow's sun.
conversations.prefix: Towards the Future:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One step at a time. Take it step by step and the future may be within reach.
conversations.prefix: Baby Steps:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There is a sense of peace when you find home and family again. A stilling of a restless spirit, a coming home of a lonely heart.
conversations.prefix: Coming Home:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Much like a great man the stories spoke of before, everyone has a light they use to guide them. For him, Marjorie was that light for a while.
conversations.prefix: A Light In The Darkness: