001. Welcome to Mayfield, Ema Skye!

[luminols]

I don’t remember falling asleep here… I’m pretty sure I was at my desk. Whose house is this? It's extremely worrisome. From the evidence I've collected, I think I'm meant to assume that this house belongs to me? I know I don’t live here , but all of the evidence I’ve just collected says it does. There are pictures of me everywhere, especially with

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[bukapintu]

...the hell's a snackoo.

[luminols]

Another one?

It's a type of snack!

[bukapintu]

... Oh. Huh. Um.

[luminols]

Yep.

[bukapintu]

So you get the basic introduction yet?

[luminols]

There's a mayor who kidnaps people from their homes then puts them in different houses in his city of Mayfield. No one knows the specifics other than that they hate it here, it looks like I'm in some horrid American decade too. But feel free to add anything to that, if something I've said doesn't ring true. I doubt it though.

[bukapintu]

Nope, pretty true. We're in goddamn suburbia.

[luminols]

More like distubria.

[bukapintu]

Punny.

I'm Nathan Drake, by the way.

[luminols]

Did you make that word up?

Nice to meet you, I guess.

[bukapintu]

It's not exactly new?

...um, okie dokie then.

[luminols]

I might add it to my dictionary, I sort of liked it.

[bukapintu]

...well, maybe I can take some credit then.