The-interactive-adventures-of-dog-mendonca May 2026

Dog finally stood up, his joints popping like bubble wrap. "Disappearing monsters? That sounds like work. I hate work. Eurico, grab the toolkit."

Their investigation led them through the bizarre, neon-lit underbelly of Lisbon, where monsters lived side-by-side with humans in a state of mutual annoyance. They met a crossdressing Oracle who gave them clues that made less sense than a tax return, and narrowly avoided a car chase that ended with Dog accidentally biting a tire. the-interactive-adventures-of-dog-mendonca

The office of Dog Mendonça smelled like stale cigarettes, wet fur, and the faint, unsettling aroma of a 60,000-year-old demon’s laundry. Located in the grimiest corner of Lisbon, it was the kind of place where even the shadows looked like they wanted to file a police report. Dog finally stood up, his joints popping like bubble wrap

"Mendonça!" the gargoyle shrieked. "The monsters are disappearing! All of them! Well, the ones with good dental plans, anyway!" I hate work

Dog shrugged, leaning back in his chair as the sun began to rise over Lisbon. "Maybe not, kid. But look on the bright side. At least we didn't get eaten."

"Boss," Eurico said, sighing. "The landlord called. He says if we don't pay the rent, he's going to evict us. Also, he’s pretty sure you ate his cat."