You
- conversations
- 503
- Locations
- 19
Where
19Tasks
145- Prove your authority to Titus Hardie
- Look for Ruby on the coast
- The pissing competition
- Find the bullet before you get fooled
- Ask the pétanque player about may bells
- Ask René about the photo
- Find the armoured gloves
- Do not talk to René and Gaston
- Get yourself organised
- Take on la responsibilité
- Become a man of plenty
- Talk to Garte, Lieutenant Love
- Where is the rest of the armour?
- Inspect the traps
- Return to the dead body with Kim
- What happened to the previous forewoman?
- Find the Insulindian Phasmid
- Find booze and drink it
Dialogue
503- A pane of eternite has been planted into the snow. Two poles are holding it up.
- The cold stone slab of the bench looks rather uncomfortable. There are cigarette stubs…
- Hear that? Magnesium. That's what you're lacking. The lack of magnesium has you slouched.
- The worn map features the patchwork grid of the streets of Martinaise, with directions to…
- O glorious Falnier! You wear the full set like a true-born hero. The ULTIMATE PERFORMANCE…
- A rusting control panel with several knobs. The words Marche and Arrêt are -- very, very…
- Do you feel that?
- Take the speed. Take that glorious stuff. You have it now. You've got it! TAKE IT!
- Be still, my beating heart... it's amphetamine, sweet amphetamine!
- Woah! What have we here?
- A Stas-Rajko! One of the finest Zsiemsk-made motor carriages ever. An oldie but a goldie.
- That page-three girl... she must be the most beautiful page-three girl ever printed. And…
- A drop in temperature. An easy flow of air: an empty street. Before you, a thoroughfare…
- Ruination has come. The broken arches betray the once grand history of this building. It…
- Wait -- take a longer look at yourself and how you're reflected in that slick chemical…
- The light vanishes inside the concrete slit. The structure goes deep under the earth.
- The remaining windows rattle from a strong gust of wind. They're covered in a thick layer…
- There's no way the perp is in here, officer. Look how scarred the boards are -- all…