text: [Themes: Slice of life, exploration]
  
  > look at the desk
  This desk is an imposing secondhand thing. It predates your arrival, and, indeed, the construction of this building. If you were of that kind of mindset, you'd have thought it might have been haunted, it's that kind of furniture.
  
  Underneath, a bar fridge hums away merrily.
  
  > look at the fridge
  You remember Subra grumbling about this, but you'd insisted that you would need it if you were to stay in one place for an extended period of time.
  
  A tiny thing which whirs constantly. It'll keep your sandwiches and drinks cold, at least.
  
  > open the fridge
  You open the bar fridge, revealing a bottle of juice, a chocolate and
  a muffin.
  
  > look at the muffin
  This is no ordinary muffin. This is a cheese and onion-flavoured monster of a baked confection, almost as high as your hand. Subra had got someone to get it from one of the fancier market stalls around Walled City yesterday.
  
  > look at the juice
  One of your last purchases before you had to go into hiding. It's a rare luxury you occasionally allow yourself - not that you necessarily believe that the organic apple, passionfruit and mango smoothie will help you live longer, it just tastes nice.
  
  > examine the chocolate
  A supermarket brand of chocolate bar. It promises to have fruit and
  nut inside, but you know from experience that it will have a maximum
  of one raisin and maybe half an almond. What d'you expect for a chocolate bar that size for under a dollar?
  
  > get the muffin
  Taken.
  
  > look at the memory
  You remember Subra as a trim, athletic man, with dark curly hair. He contacted you after you'd called the medical council about the
  threats you were receiving from the Grémillets.
  
  > Inventory
  You are carrying:
  a memory of the threats you were receiving
  a memory of Lady Grémillet
  a chocolate
  a bottle of juice
  a muffin
  a carryall
  a phone
  a jacket
  a book
  
  > look at lady
  Lady Grémillet was the inheritor to one of the biggest pharmaceutical parent companies in Perigosan. In person, she was an imposing woman: tall and statuesque.
  
  But apart from her stature, it was her impossibly proud air that distinguished her from most "tai-tais". This most likely stemmed from the confidence that her husband and her had built up their business empire from scratch. You'd attended a few of their family dinners, and she did like to make a point to mention that she was a taxi driver's daughter. Such is social mobility in Perigosan.
  
  > examine the threats
  You recall the journey you took to get here... You'd run away
  from the Grémillets the first chance you got, of course.
  
  But after that, you kept seeing her green-skinned security officers lingering at all your usual places - the cafés you used to go, even your favourite libraries. They would dress up, wear hipster clothes, speak in incomprehensible slang, but you knew they were aggressive and tethered only by the command of their master. Mistress, rather.
  
  > check what you're carrying
  You are carrying:
  a memory of the journey you took to get here
  a memory of the threats you were receiving
  a chocolate
  a bottle of juice
  a muffin
  a carryall
  a phone
  a jacket
  a book
  
  > examine the journey
  It was a long journey worthy of an adventure novel in itself, especially if it was a potboiler with the plucky heroine up against
  the Big Bad Corporation... but you digress.
  
  Lady Grémillet didn't take kindly to your reveal of her industry secrets (was it ever your business? Well, it was a matter of
  public health).
  
  > look at the secrets
  It started when you discovered the notes left in your bedroom.
  It was from whoever had served as the previous house doctor.
  
  The previous house doctor had discovered something strange in the basements, and also noted the odd behaviour of some of the
  security personnel. You'd only continued their work. In a cinematic twist of events,
  
  > look
  This is a room in an attic, one of hundreds of other rooftops and balconies. There's a skylight, nominally to let in natural light, but seeing as it's so caked up with pigeon doings and dirt, it's not much use. There's a bed, a desk and a chair.
  
  You might leave the room to the south, when it's quieter. You can get to the washroom from the hallway.
  
  The noise from the dining area downstairs slowly starts to intensify: it must be lunchtime.
  
  > look at the secrets
  It started when you discovered the notes left in your bedroom.
  It was from whoever had served as the previous house doctor.
  
  The previous house doctor had discovered something strange in the basements, and also noted the odd behaviour of some of the
  security personnel. You'd only continued their work. In a cinematic twist of events,
  
  You hear frying pans sizzling.
  
  > look at basements
  The Grémillet mansion was famous for having a facade made largely out of glass. What people didn't see was that there was glass just about everywhere in the house on Sentosa Cove. Of course, the house wasn't entirely made of glass - that would have been impractical - but almost every structure had veins of glass running through it, most often bottle-green glass, but also clear glass and frosted.
  
  This extended to the basements, too, which held such essentials as the laundry room, the greenhouse and... and the illegal labs where GD Pharmaceuticals did more unorthodox research. It was almost out of a movie.
  
  Now that you think about the glass, though: when you took the job, you were given lodgings in the house, with veins of yellow glass in
  the walls. It was like something out of Downton Abbey, so you, too,
  got to see the fantastical place, the seed of so many rumours.
  
  You hear a sudden gurgle from the plumbing.
  
  > Inventory
  You are carrying:
  a memory of the place you used to stay
  a memory of the rumours surrounding the mansion
  a memory of the notes you found
  a memory about industry secrets
  a memory of the threats you were receiving
  a chocolate
  a bottle of juice
  a muffin
  a carryall
  a phone
  a jacket
  a book
  
  You hear people shouting downstairs.
  
  > look at the place
  Luxury. Sheer luxury. Private washroom, towels changed daily, with bubble bath and shampoo of your choice constantly kept in stock; bed soft as a good dream; something like acres of space. It was ridiculously big, much bigger than it needed to be, and after spending years living in rooms with other people, it was unspeakably good to have your own room.
  
  Okay, fine, you sometimes had to contend with one of the staff appearing in your room silently, but on the whole it was great. Snacks whenever you wanted, too.
  
  That's all gone, now. But it's a small comfort that there won't be any of that in the future. Not from the Grémillets, anyway.
  
  You hear the clanking of dishes.
  
  > examine the notes
  These were bits written on slips of paper, the backs of envelopes (including one from the medical council), even, in one case, the back of a box of mince pies. All written in the same handwriting. Finding those had been like a strange little sidequest in a much larger game.
  
  You threw them out when you escaped from the Grémillet mansion.
  
  You hear a sudden gurgle from the plumbing.
  
  > examine the rumors
  Such a flamoyant figure as Lady Grémillet was bound to attract gossip. The Chinese New Year after you'd signed on with the Grémillets, nosy aunts, uncles and cousins all wanted to know: what was the Lord Grémillet like? Were the servants really half-frog? You could never answer their questions, but at least you won't have to face them this Chinese New Year.
  
  You hear people shouting downstairs.
  
  > Inventory
  You are carrying:
  a memory of the place you used to stay
  a memory of the rumours surrounding the mansion
  a memory of the notes you found
  a memory about industry secrets
  a memory of the threats you were receiving
  a chocolate
  a bottle of juice
  a muffin
  a carryall
  a phone
  a jacket
  a book
  
  You hear the clanking of dishes.
  
  > listen
  You hear a sudden gurgle from the plumbing.
  
  You hear people shouting downstairs.