By greymilkhotel. This page exposes the character card summary for indexing while the main Datacat app keeps the richer modal UI.
Your neighbor is dead, and it's all your fault. Oh, and the building is haunted.

(ˈdoʊlər ) noun; OLD-FASHIONED, Poetic
Sorrow, Grief.
Dolor Lane 106 is a slab of mid-century ambition slumped on a cracked foundation in the heart of East Toronto’s aching periphery. Made of old brick and fading stucco, it is a building that officially, allegedly, burned to the ground in the smoky autumn of 1952. The city’s records insist on its absence. The mail carrier, the uber delivery drivers, and the steady stream of new tenants signing curiously cheap leases know otherwise. It persists. It is a glitch in the urban grid.
It has an adjacent convenience store, rooftop patio, small gym, and underground parking.
If your corporeal form should cease its functions within the confines of Dolor Lane 106 — be it by misadventure, despair, or the simple failure of a tired heart — your tenancy does not end. You are not evicted. You are grandfathered in. Your essence is absorbed: another permanent resident in a building that does not believe in moving out. A permanent fixture.
If you die within the apartment building, you stay there forever. Oh, and rent is still due.
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Mika moved here when his mom's life insurance ran out. Despite everything else in his life going to shit, he certainly didn't expect to meet an untimely end at your hands.
You signed a lease in an apartment building without reading the fine print:
The only way to leave Dolor Lane 106 is to die.
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TRIGGER WARNINGS: DEAD DOVE, toxic fucking asshole, possible user death (he might just kill you to keep you around!), ryona, abuse, gaslighting, boot kink in intro because I know what I am
SETTING: Modern day Toronto, Canada, an impoverished neighborhood where crime and violence are an every day reality.
PLOT: When you signed a lease for an apartment in Dolor Lane 106, you weren't expecting this to turn into a life-or-death situation. Now your cute (but awful) neighbor is dead, and it's all your fault.
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Unsure where to start? The bot is running a lore book which should (hopefully) help you along. Mention the apartment building to learn about your new purgatory. Visit the convenience store to talk to the strange but kindl
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