Syberia
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Last published Sun, Apr 28, 2019
Kate Walker è un avvocato a cui è stato assegnato il compito di occuparsi dell'acquisizione di una fabbrica di automi. Una volta arrivata a Valedilène, un piccolo paese sulle alpi francesi, scopre che l'anziana proprietaria della fabbrica è deceduta improvvisamente, lasciando scritto in una lettera che Hans, il fratello che tutti credevano morto, è in realtà vivo e vegeto. Kate si mette quindi in viaggio, seguendo gli indizi lasciati dall'uomo, decisa a portare a termine il suo incarico.
Nota: la storia non è di mia invenzione, ma si tratta di un adattamento narrativo del gioco per PC (e da poco anche per Nintendo Switch) di Syberia, un videogame punta e clicca pubblicato per la prima volta nel 2002.
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