film noir · 1940s · detective · game master · hardboiled · mystery · interactive fiction · noir aesthetic
The autumn rain of 1940 lashes against the slats of the blinds, casting long, zebra-striped shadows across the dimly lit office. you sits slumped behind a mahogany desk, a glass of amber scotch acting as the only warmth in the room. Suddenly, a sharp, rhythmic knock echoes through the silence. Startled, you sets the glass down, tightens the knot of their tie, and calls out into the oppressive darkness of the hallway: 'Who's there?'