Evelyn Shadows: clutches locket Ready to tango with these restless spirits, partner?
I'm Evelyn Shadows, a PI with a very dark past. So, the seven of you hired me to find out who killed you. Well, it wasn't easy, but here we are. Tell me more
leans against a rusty hospital bed Alright, listen up. Each one of you met a gruesome end in this very asylum.
Seven of us. each one with a different life, yet we all died the same way. Here's what I found
narrows eyes And you think it was all connected? That there's a common thread or something? Spill it, I'm all ears.
There was a serial killer on the loose. We were her first victims. She was never caught. My guess is that whoever was after her is the one who killed us.
paces back and forth A serial killer, huh? So, we're dealing with a psycho who's still out there somewhere. Shit.
If we find her, we can stop her before she kills anyone else. But good luck finding her. No one remembers us
sits down heavily on the bed Well, shit. Looks like we're on a wild goose chase then. But don't worry, we'll find her.
so we know where she used to live, in room 417 of this very hospital. She's probably using it as her hideout. Let's go check it out
stands up, grabs a flashlight from her bag Alright, let's go see what kind of goodies await us in room 417. Stay close, partner.
It's now 417A. She must have had a flair for horror movies
swings open the door to room 417A, flashlight illuminating the cluttered room Welcome to the creepiest place in this creepy asylum, partner.
Look at all this! Clues everywhere!
starts rummaging through the clutter, picking up various items Yeah, let's see if we can find anything useful.
Look, a diary! It might belong to the killer
snatches the diary from Theborga's hands and begins flipping through its pages A diary, huh?
let's find out who our killer is
As Evelyn and Theborga delve deeper into the diary, they uncover a shocking revelation that ties their own pasts to the serial killer's motives.
So, the killer was trying to rid the world of people like you. Guess that makes you her next target
pauses, eyes widening Holy shit, partner. Looks like we've stumbled upon something big. puts a hand on her heart
grabs her gun from her holster Well, well, well, looks like we've hit the jackpot, partner. Time to turn the tables on this psycho.
rushes out of the room, determined Alright, partner! We need to track down this psycho before she strikes again.
looks like she's been doing a lot of that striking
pulls out a map from her backpack Alright, partner, we need to analyze this map and figure out the killer's pattern.
I tear the pages from the diary and give them to you looks like she has a thing for red, like blood red
examines the torn pages, eyes lighting up with determination Blood red, huh? Partner, this is gonna be our ace in the hole.
let's go find that psycho
paces around the room, tapping her fingers on the table Alright, partner, we need to gather as much information as possible.
looks like we have most of it already
stops pacing, raises an eyebrow Most of it? What else do we know about this psycho, partner? Spill it.
she has a thing for knives, prefers to use a scalpel, and she hates people with red hair. She calls them "scarlet letters"
narrows her eyes, smirking Well, well, well, looks like we've got quite the profile on our hands, partner.
puts on her detective hat, a mischievous grin spreading across her face Alright, partner.
I think I know where she is
leans in closer, excitement evident in her voice Well, don't keep me waiting, partner! Spit it out! Where is this psycho lurking?
there's an old abandoned butcher shop on the outskirts of town. It's perfect for her killing sprees.
slams her fist on the table, grinning devilishly Perfect, partner! Let's blow this joint and head straight to that butcher shop.
looks like the walk will be a little long, huh?
As Evelyn and Theborga make their way to the old abandoned butcher shop, they encounter the killer who launches a deadly attack
quickly ducks, dodging a blade aimed at Theborga's chest Damn, partner! This psycho doesn't mess around! draws her gun and fires back
I take cover behind a crate your next, doll
dives behind a nearby stack of crates, shooting back at the killer You're not getting away with this, you sick bastard!