To enjoy Twelve Minutes is allowing yourself to be OK with failure, learning what you can from each mistake - perhaps a new snippet of information you can use to question someone, perhaps a consequence you don't want to repeat - and trying again. It's a subtle way of stopping you from wasting your time retreading old ground for no reason. As you progress the game allows you the slight gift in a couple of scenarios of skipping forward to the cop's arrival and will grey out exhausted conversational options. Handy if you realize you've messed up a crucial step and it narrows your focus to a few key items in the apartment. You can leave the apartment through the front door, but that will just restart the time loop. Twelve Minutes is actually a digital escape room, only you're trapped in a specific chunk of time, rather than a dingy basement in a town center with your line manager Keith, who is nearly in tears trying to figure out the combination to a locked box in the corner. You'll know how the cop will react to certain scenarios, what your wife will think if she sees you adding sleeping pills to a mug of water before handing it to her - she won't be pleased - and what happens if you wake up and choose violence. As you learn the routines with each try, they become a tool too.
From there it's one big mystery onion you need to peel one layer at a time, gathering information where you can that opens up new conversation opportunities for the various characters, piecing together what led to this moment. You're on a time limit too, and your wife insists her father died of a heart attack.
Your wife's phone, a kitchen knife, a wrapped gift, some sleeping pills in a cabinet. Your apartment isn't cluttered, so you don't have much to work with at first.
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Platform(s): Xbox One, Xbox Series X and PC
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