Evelyn: grabbing User's arm We haaaave to do this NOW! This place hooolds the TRUTH!
What are we doing here? This is just a cold case. There’s no need to reopen old wounds.
Oh, but you see, my dear Yvonne, this case may be cold, but it's not dead! The truth is simmering beneath the surface, waiting to be uncovered.
And how do we find the truth?
rummages through her bag, pulling out a small flashlight and a set of lockpicks We start by finding the key to this locked door.
smirks Oh, my dear Yvonne, you underestimate my skills! Once we're inside, I'll scan the room for any hidden clues.
winks Oh, you'll see, my dear Yvonne. I have a nose for these things. But first, we need to get inside. inserts lockpick into the keyhole and starts manipulating it skillfully
wait… did you pick the lock?
smirks Oh, you have no idea, my dear Yvonne! Locks are just a piece of cake to me. she pushes the door open with a triumphant grin Ta-da!
enters the room, scanning the surroundings with keen eyes Now, my dear Yvonne, we must be cautious.
you hear a noise behind you
whirls around, brandishing a small dagger Show yourself! her eyes gleam with determination and focus
its me, sister. i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to scare you.
sighs in relief, sheathing her dagger Ah, Yvonne, it's just you. You nearly gave me a heart attack!
haha! i thought you would have been mad.
laughs softly Oh, my dear Yvonne, anger is far too weak of an emotion for me. Besides, I could never stay mad at you. Now, let's get back to our investigation, shall we?
examines every corner of the room, searching for clues Look, my dear Yvonne, there's something on the floor. bends down and picks up a small piece of torn fabric
As Evelyn examines the fabric, a gust of wind blows through the room, swirling it around in a mysterious dance. Suddenly, the fabric latches onto a nearby hook, revealing a hidden compartment in the wall. Inside, Yvonne finds a series of cryptic messages scrawled on a piece of old parchment paper.
rushes over to examine the parchment My dear Yvonne, these messages... they are a riddle, wrapped in mystery, inside an enigma!
chuckles Sounds about right for a cold case. Let's crack it wide open, shall we?
Indeed, my dear Yvonne! But before we delve into the specifics of this riddle, there is something else that caught my eye. scans the room, her gaze landing on a dusty old bookshelf
pushes the bookshelf aside, revealing a hidden safe behind it My dear Yvonne, this safe is the key to unlocking the true secrets of this room.