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"It's a setup!" Eurico shouted as they stood in the middle of a Nazi bunker that had somehow been transported to the 1980s. "The big revelation is coming! I can feel it!"

The office of Dog Mendonça smelled like stale cigarettes, wet fur, and the faint, unsettling aroma of a 60,000-year-old demon’s laundry. Located in the grimiest corner of Lisbon, it was the kind of place where even the shadows looked like they wanted to file a police report. the-interactive-adventures-of-dog-mendonca

Dog shrugged, leaning back in his chair as the sun began to rise over Lisbon. "Maybe not, kid. But look on the bright side. At least we didn't get eaten." "It's a setup