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'''''Something is Wrong With This House''''' is a game by [https://www.annalandin.itch.io Anna Landin] and [https://www.patreon.com/galacticjonah Jonah Baumann]. It was played during [[Live at the Table: Something is Wrong With This House|Live at the Table: Something is Wrong With This House]]. | '''''Something is Wrong With This House''''' is a game by [https://www.annalandin.itch.io Anna Landin] and [https://www.patreon.com/galacticjonah Jonah Baumann]. It was played during [[Live at the Table: Something is Wrong With This House|Live at the Table: Something is Wrong With This House]]. | ||
{{Quote|You have called this '''House''' home for years, haunting its darkest corners. This place is yours. Its dead air, the creaking floor boards, the peeling wallpaper. But now the for-sale sign in the front yard is gone and the doors have been thrown open; the curtains pulled down to let the light in, the rooms filled with the furniture and knick knacks of '''them'''.|[https://annalandin.itch.io/something-is-wrong-with-this-house itch.io page]}} | {{Quote|You have called this '''House''' home for years, haunting its darkest corners. This place is yours. Its dead air, the creaking floor boards, the peeling wallpaper. But now the for-sale sign in the front yard is gone and the doors have been thrown open; the curtains pulled down to let the light in, the rooms filled with the furniture and knick knacks of '''them'''.|[https://annalandin.itch.io/something-is-wrong-with-this-house itch.io page]}} | ||
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Revision as of 22:13, 3 September 2022
Something is Wrong With This House is a game by Anna Landin and Jonah Baumann. It was played during Live at the Table: Something is Wrong With This House.
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You have called this House home for years, haunting its darkest corners. This place is yours. Its dead air, the creaking floor boards, the peeling wallpaper. But now the for-sale sign in the front yard is gone and the doors have been thrown open; the curtains pulled down to let the light in, the rooms filled with the furniture and knick knacks of them.”