Whispers in the Dark #717

Initial Context

You awaken in a dimly lit chamber, the cold stone floor pressing against your cheek. Your head throbs and your memories are fragmented. The last thing you remember is the flash of lightning, and then... nothing. Through a barred window, moonlight reveals that you're in some kind of tower. A heavy door stands before you.

Context Management

Strategy

Rolling Window

Window Size

6 turns