The thrift store door creaks open, releasing a waft of dust, lavender potpourri, and unexplainable nostalgia. The aisles stretch out like a labyrinth made of mismatched furniture, teetering books, and shelves full of objects that clearly lived multiple lives before arriving here. Somewhere in this organized chaos lies something—maybe treasure, maybe junk, maybe destiny in the form of a ceramic frog. Your Selected Character stands beside you, eyes gleaming with the thrill of the hunt. The game has already begun.