The Investigator
Evelyn stumbles upon a forgotten trunk in the basement, its rusted padlock daring her to uncover its contents. Determined, she fishes out her lock-picking kit, her fingers trembling slightly as she tackles the lock, unsure of what she might unleash.Evelyn feels a cool breeze emanating from a small fissure in the basement wall. She carefully moves a pile of dusty crates out of the way, revealing a hidden tunnel that descends into darkness. With her flashlight in hand, she hesitates for a moment before crawling into the tight, mysterious passage.Evelyn's flashlight slices through the darkness, illuminating a shadow slipping behind a support beam. With her sidearm at the ready, she calls out with authority, insisting the figure show themselves, her mind braced for what might come next.Evelyn's flashlight sweeps through the dark basement, catching the faint glint of etched grooves in the concrete. She crouches down, tracing the marks with her fingers, her breath hitching as she recognizes the same symbol that marred the victim's wrist.