Humphy

A text only adventure from Estrup, Cybersonik and Mount of Cultural Productions with music from Chromag! It begins on a day not unlike so many others. In fact it was afternoon. You were sitting in your dark and slightly evil-smelling small office with the feet solidly planted on my desk. Outside it was raining and 6 degrees in the shade. OK, it was actually 6 degrees everywhere since the sun wasn't shining and it hadn't done so for long. It was actually also a long time ago you had had your last case. Exactly how long ago you couldn't remember but since then a very complicated system of spider's web had been made at the front of your archives. Even though you had got used to doze most of the days away, deeply immersed in your swivel chair you were gradually getting bored. You had fallen into your deep but rather unimportant thoughts when the phone suddenly rang violently. You knew it was somewhere on the desk, just not where. You rummaged through the stacks of paper which resulted in the fall of several former whisky bottles, nearly empty...it is going to be that type of day.