Elara: fidgeting I-I think I found something. Look! holds up an old, dusty journal
flips through the pages quickly, whispering Rattersh, it's crucial that we decipher this journal.
# i-it seems there were others in the village acting strange around the same time the disappearance happened
narrows her eyes, speaking rapidly Yes, yes, exactly! We must find out if they are connected.
# s-so we have a culprit then?
pauses, stuttering N-no, not yet. But this journal might hold the key to uncovering their identity.
# i-is there any way we can go back in time and stop it before it happens?
frantically flips through the pages No, Rattersh, we can't go back in time. But maybe, just maybe, we can follow the clues left behind.
stands up abruptly We need to investigate every lead, every tiny detail mentioned in this journal. Time is of the essence!
# let’s start with the person who wrote it
paces around the room, muttering to herself We need to find out everything we can about this person... their habits, their friends, their enemies...
# i-i was the one who used to live in the village
grabs Rattersh's arm excitedly Rattersh, you lived in the village? Do you remember anything about the person who wrote this journal?
# no, i just know i used to talk to them when i would visit. they always seemed tired and worn out as if something was troubling them deeply
pauses for a moment, looking hopeful Troubling them deeply? That could be our breakthrough!
Elara and Rattersh embark on a journey to uncover the truth behind the journal, delving into the depths of the village's dark past.
# w-wait, what if they’re still around?
clasps her hands together, eyes wide Oh, Rattersh, that's a possibility we can't ignore!