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window.GRAPH = {
"options": {
"directed": true,
"multigraph": false,
"compound": false
},
"nodes": [
{
"v": "175",
"value": {
"type": "potion",
"nodeId": "potion_1",
"healValue": 0.3,
"text": "The vial is stoppered with a sliver of finger-bone and filled with something the deep red of old vestment cloth, swirling on its own as though something small and desperate circles inside it. Whatever the abbots once distilled here, it was never meant to heal.",
"dot": {
"label": "potion (+0.3)",
"shape": "invtriangle",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "177",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor1_4",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "178",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor2_4",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "179",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor3_4",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "183",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor1_5",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "184",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor2_5",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "185",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor3_5",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "189",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor1_6",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "190",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor2_6",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
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"v": "191",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor3_6",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "202",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor1_8",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
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"v": "203",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor2_8",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "204",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor3_8",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "264",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor1_17",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
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"v": "265",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor2_17",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
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"nodeId": "distractor3_17",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
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"v": "291",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor1_21",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
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"v": "292",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor2_21",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
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"v": "293",
"value": {
"type": "distractor",
"nodeId": "distractor3_21",
"dot": {
"label": "wrong",
"shape": "octagon",
"color": "gray"
}
}
},
{
"v": "297",
"value": {
"type": "potion",
"nodeId": "potion_14",
"healValue": 0.3,
"text": "The vial is filled with something the colour of a bruise, stoppered with a sliver of what you suspect is human bone, and the liquid within does not slosh so much as *writhe* when you tilt it toward the torchlight. Whatever brewed this knew the abbey's particular hunger — and thought to answer it.",
"dot": {
"label": "potion (+0.3)",
"shape": "invtriangle",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "356",
"value": {
"type": "death",
"nodeId": "death_3",
"dot": {
"label": "you died",
"shape": "doublecircle",
"color": "red"
}
}
},
{
"v": "372",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "normal",
"nodeId": "battle_normal_19",
"text": "A shape detaches itself from the mildewed pillar ahead — too many joints bending the wrong way, vestments rotted to its grey skin as though it grew into them over long, lightless decades. Its head tilts toward you with the patient curiosity of something that has had nothing but time.",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (normal)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "orange"
}
}
},
{
"v": "380",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "advantage",
"nodeId": "battle_advantage_2",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (advantage)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "414",
"value": {
"type": "random",
"flavor": "attack",
"nodeId": "roll_attack_19",
"dot": {
"label": "roll (attack)",
"shape": "ellipse",
"color": "purple"
}
}
},
{
"v": "415",
"value": {
"type": "death",
"nodeId": "death_19",
"dot": {
"label": "you died",
"shape": "doublecircle",
"color": "red"
}
}
},
{
"v": "419",
"value": {
"type": "puzzle_intro",
"nodeId": "puzzle_17",
"text": "Carved into the vestibule floor, a ring of sigils encircles a central basin filled with something darker than water, and the symbols pulse in a rhythm unnervingly close to a heartbeat. Each one is etched beside a hollow iron spike, as though the Abbey expects — no, *requires* — an answer measured in blood.",
"dot": {
"label": "puzzle",
"shape": "diamond",
"color": "gold"
}
}
},
{
"v": "420",
"value": {
"type": "random",
"flavor": "defend",
"nodeId": "roll_defend_19",
"dot": {
"label": "roll (defend)",
"shape": "ellipse",
"color": "purple"
}
}
},
{
"v": "421",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "advantage",
"nodeId": "battle_advantage_19",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (advantage)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "424",
"value": {
"type": "dead_end",
"nodeId": "deadend_9",
"text": "The corridor ends at a bricked-up alcove, the mortar between the stones still faintly pink — sealed not from the outside, but from within, by hands that must have known they would never leave. Scratch marks radiate outward from the seam like a dark flower, worn smooth by something that kept reaching long after it should have stopped.",
"dot": {
"label": "dead_end"
}
}
},
{
"v": "425",
"value": {
"type": "random",
"flavor": "attack",
"nodeId": "roll_attack_11",
"dot": {
"label": "roll (attack)",
"shape": "ellipse",
"color": "purple"
}
}
},
{
"v": "430",
"value": {
"type": "death",
"nodeId": "death_9",
"dot": {
"label": "you died",
"shape": "doublecircle",
"color": "red"
}
}
},
{
"v": "434",
"value": {
"type": "random",
"flavor": "attack",
"nodeId": "roll_attack_9",
"dot": {
"label": "roll (attack)",
"shape": "ellipse",
"color": "purple"
}
}
},
{
"v": "437",
"value": {
"type": "death",
"nodeId": "death_18",
"dot": {
"label": "you died",
"shape": "doublecircle",
"color": "red"
}
}
},
{
"v": "439",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "advantage",
"nodeId": "battle_advantage_11",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (advantage)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "447",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "normal",
"nodeId": "battle_normal_2",
"text": "A shape detaches itself from the colonnade ahead — too tall, joints bending in directions flesh was never meant to permit — and the torchlight catches the wet gleam of its eyes, pale as tallow and utterly without mercy. It makes no sound as it moves toward you, and somehow that silence is worse than any shriek.",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (normal)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "orange"
}
}
},
{
"v": "453",
"value": {
"type": "puzzle_intro",
"nodeId": "puzzle_6",
"text": "Carved into the abbey's inner vestibule, seven stone angels stand in a semicircle, each clasping a different object to its breast — a key, a bell, a broken mirror, and four things you cannot name — their blind faces all turned slightly, as though they were interrupted mid-glance in your direction. The inscription beneath them, scratched not chiseled, reads: *give back what the dark was promised*.",
"dot": {
"label": "puzzle",
"shape": "diamond",
"color": "gold"
}
}
},
{
"v": "461",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "normal",
"nodeId": "battle_normal_11",
"text": "From the collapsed scriptorium doorway lurches a figure in rotted vestments, its jaw unhinged and swinging loose, fingers ending in quill-blackened nubs that scratch the stone floor as it drags itself toward you. The candlelight catches the hollow sockets where a monk's eyes once sought scripture — now seeking only the warmth still left in your veins.",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (normal)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "orange"
}
}
},
{
"v": "482",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "advantage",
"nodeId": "battle_advantage_12",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (advantage)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "486",
"value": {
"type": "death",
"nodeId": "death_16",
"dot": {
"label": "you died",
"shape": "doublecircle",
"color": "red"
}
}
},
{
"v": "490",
"value": {
"type": "room",
"nodeId": "room_23",
"text": "The vaulted chamber reeks of tallow and something older — iron, or old blood — and the walls are hung with tapestries so thick with mildew that the figures woven into them seem to shift when you hold the torch too close. A single pew sits facing the wrong wall, as though whoever knelt here was praying *to* the stone.",
"dot": {
"label": "room"
}
}
},
{
"v": "493",
"value": {
"type": "room",
"nodeId": "room_25",
"text": "Peeling frescoes of faceless saints line the walls of this vaulted antechamber, their painted hands all reaching toward a iron chandelier where melted candles have fused into a single grotesque mass. The air tastes of old incense and something underneath it — copper, or grief.",
"dot": {
"label": "room"
}
}
},
{
"v": "495",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "advantage",
"nodeId": "battle_advantage_9",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (advantage)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "497",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "advantage",
"nodeId": "battle_advantage_20",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (advantage)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "504",
"value": {
"type": "setpiece_step",
"setpieceId": "sp_seance_22",
"beat": 1,
"nodeId": "sp_seance_b1_22",
"text": "You scrape a circle into the abbey's flagstones with a rusted nail, the gouges filling with shadow faster than they should, and press seven tallow stubs into the grooves — each flame bending inward the moment it catches, as though something beneath the floor is drawing breath.",
"dot": {
"label": "seance 1",
"shape": "octagon"
}
}
},
{
"v": "507",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "normal",
"nodeId": "battle_normal_3",
"text": "From the collapsed transept a shape unfolds itself — too many joints bending the wrong way, vestments rotted into its pale skin as though the abbey has been slowly digesting a priest for decades. Its hollow eye sockets fix on you, and the torch flame leans *toward* it, as if even fire here obeys something older than light.",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (normal)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "orange"
}
}
},
{
"v": "511",
"value": {
"type": "random",
"flavor": "attack",
"nodeId": "roll_attack_10",
"dot": {
"label": "roll (attack)",
"shape": "ellipse",
"color": "purple"
}
}
},
{
"v": "512",
"value": {
"type": "choice",
"state": "advantage",
"nodeId": "battle_advantage_10",
"dot": {
"label": "battle (advantage)",
"shape": "box",
"color": "darkgreen"
}
}
},
{
"v": "517",
"value": {
"type": "random",
"flavor": "defend",
"nodeId": "roll_defend_1",
"dot": {
"label": "roll (defend)",
"shape": "ellipse",
"color": "purple"
}
}
},
{
"v": "518",
"value": {
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"text": "The vaulted ceiling of this chamber has collapsed inward at its centre, leaving a ragged wound through which dead vines descend like the fingers of something buried above. Shattered pews line the walls at wrong angles, as if whatever congregation once knelt here fled — or was *arranged* — in a final, desperate geometry.",
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"text": "*The candle flames lean toward you as one, and a voice rises through the planchette's rattle — dry as crypt-linen, intimate as a confessor's whisper:* \"You crossed the east gate at the third stroke of nothing, and the mud that swallowed your left boot… it tasted your name before you ever spoke it.\"",
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"text": "The candle-stubs gutter out in unison, and where Sister Maren's spirit passed through you, a cold hollow remains behind your sternum — a small, ransacked room where warmth once lived. The chalk circle on the abbey floor has cracked along its meridian, and from that split comes the faint, rhythmic sound of something below learning to count your heartbeats.",
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"text": "The vaulted ceiling of this antechamber is draped in decades of cobweb so thick it hangs like burial shrouds, and beneath your boots the flagstones are stained in dark, spreading rings whose origin you decide, wisely, not to contemplate. A iron sconce juts from the wall at a broken angle, its tallow candle burned down to a blackened stub — yet somehow, faintly, still warm.",
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"text": "The vaulted chamber reeks of tallow and old copper, its walls frescoed with saints whose eyes have been methodically gouged out — by chisel, it seems, and by patient hands. Beneath your boots, the flagstones are not merely cold; they hum, faintly, as though something vast is sleeping just beneath them.",
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"text": "The vaulted ceiling is lost in shadow, and what little your torch reveals — overturned pews, a crucifix hung upside down and draped in black ribbon — suggests that whoever last gathered here did not come to pray. Beneath the reek of damp stone, something sweeter lingers, thick as incense, wrong as a hymn sung backwards.",
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