It’s 7 p.m. and I’ve completely lost track of time — both in real life and the game I’m playing. I’m so preoccupied with making it to a fictional dinner on time that I’ve forgotten I need to get off the couch and eat an actual meal. But the stakes are too high to stop now. A few minutes of tableside gossip might be all I need to save someone’s life as a deadly séance approaches. I’ll put my Steam Deck down as soon as I solve one more mystery, I swear.

 
				 
 