Maybe the Diner Receipt can point you to the location coordinates you are looking for
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~ start 5bad5108…
if quest accepted
The diner has nothing more for you. The receipt does, if you read it right. Somebody paid for four. The fifth was for whoever came looking.
endelse
You unfold the receipt on the counter and smooth it flat. Five lines, machine-printed, the register tape still crisp under the stains.
A meal for two. Or one long night.
At the bottom, a total. There is no address on the check. No name. Just food, prices, and a sum.
If the diner has anything left to say, it's written here.
if quest accepted
quest: accepted
You fold the receipt and pocket it. The road will still be there when you've worked out where it goes.
endelse
quest: declined
You set the check down on the counter, face down, the way you'd leave a tip you can't afford.
endends the conversation
~ start 6c4cc0e8…
if quest accepted and requirements met
The receipt's arithmetic brought you here: a camp folded into the rocks, one bedroll, one cold fire ring, the kind of spot a careful traveler picks and an unlucky one keeps.
The traveler is still here.
He's been dead a while, sitting up against his pack like a man who meant to rest his eyes. No wounds. No struggle. His boots are still on and his rifle is still slung.
Whatever took him was already inside the camp. Or inside him.
completes the questelse
Rocks and wind and nothing that asked for company.
endends the conversation
Vitality+300 XP