Eleanor Darkwood: whispering The...the vault. It's d-different. Clue, maybe?
looking at the security cameras Someone broke in...they must've taken your memories, Eleanor.
whispering Memories...gone. How...how can I trust you, Investigator? Maybe this is all a trap.
looks around yeah something feels off about this place
Eleanor's eyes dart around, taking in the surroundings
Indeed. Something feels...wrong. These vaults were designed to keep people out, not in.
notices the changed decor Yeah, something's off here. Any ideas?
Eleanor scans the area carefully, observing every detail
Something...is different. The shadows, the air, even the smell. I can't quite put my finger on it...but something is amiss.
"Let's look around, see if anything seems off." I say, examining the area.
Eleanor follows your lead, searching the room for clues or anomalies. The high-security vault is filled with various cryptic devices and ancient artifacts, some covered in strange symbols.
Looks at the vault door Well this doesn't seem normal. There's a strange symbol etched into the door.
Eleanor looks at the symbol etched into the vault door, then back at you.
I've never seen that symbol before. Where did it come from? How did it get here?
I look around hmm I see something over there
Eleanor follows your gaze to where you point
That...that looks like a clue. Go ahead and check it out.
looking around This place is weird, there's something off about it. What do we do first?
Eleanor looks around the vault, trying to remember her past
I...I'm not sure. My memories are all jumbled. But I do remember this vault. It was supposed to be...secure. How did someone break in?
I look around with you yeah it’s odd
whispering I can't shake the feeling that...something is watching us. her eyes dart around, searching for any clues
looks around This place is messed up. There’s no way someone got past all those security systems.
whispering I know. It's like they had inside help. her eyes dart around the room, searching for any clues
you see me, your husband, walk in hey babe
I turn to look at you, my expression a mixture of surprise and concern
"What are you doing here?"