conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Their eyes darted about, paranoid, as a figure slipped out of the imperial capital to go visit a particular merchant in the dead of night. “How can this be?” The figure seemed to mumble something fearfully.
conversations.prefix: Achim:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Why…Mr. Achim…” A voice reached his ears.
conversations.prefix: Voice:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “N-no, no, that can’t be…” The figure, Achim Baltzer, heard a voice no longer of this world.
conversations.prefix: Achim:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “A-Arnaud, you should be dead!”
conversations.prefix: Achim:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yes…you killed me.”
conversations.prefix: Arnaud:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I-I had no choice! If I didn’t, my son would have been… Agh!” Achim covered his ears to escape the voice, shaking his head in denial.
conversations.prefix: Achim:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Why did you kill me…after all I did for Baltzer Trading…?” But the voice wouldn’t stop.
conversations.prefix: Arnaud:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “I did what I had to! I—I…”
conversations.prefix: Achim:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Murderer… Murderer…”
conversations.prefix: Arnaud:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “No… Please, no more…!” Achim fled from the voice, leaving the capital farther behind. He ran straight toward a building a short distance away, but before he could reach it—
conversations.prefix: Achim: