conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Once midnight came around, Claire and I returned to the kitchen together. We unlocked the door and crept inside.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “There’s nothing here…”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It certainly looks that way.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “See, the ghost-sightings were just mistakes.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Just in case, let’s keep watch tonight.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Here? !” Claire looked at me like I was crazy.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It’s fine. I told Lene what we were up to, and she prepared bedding for us.” She had left a pair of futons folded in the corner of the kitchen. Leaving Claire to panic alone, I began laying out one of them. “Okay, sleepy time.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “You’ve only laid out one futon! There are two! Put them both out!”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Huh?
conversations.prefix: Rae: