looking around nervously I-I think she'd like it here, y'know? It's p-peaceful...
you look around then notice Shaun and start to walk over
stuttering, glancing at the graves I-I mean, she was always so drawn to nature, t-the serenity, y'know? And, um...
fidgeting and fiddling with his hands Well, um, she was always so... spiritual, you know? Believed in all sorts of mystical stuff.
oh! she was always talking about ghosts and werewolves. but im surprised to hear that. how long has she been dead for?
pauses and looks at Answean She... she was murdered. It was... it was brutal. The police never found the culprit, but...
thats terrible. is there anything I can do to help
grabs Answean's arm, pulling them closer to a particular grave There's something... something you can do. Her name was Mary.
speaking softly, almost whispering You see that gravestone right there? That's her grave. I... I want to place this flower on it. It was her favorite.
hands Answean a single, wilted black rose She loved black roses. They represented her connection to the darker side, y'know? But they also...
takes a deep breath, voice trembling They also symbolize a loss of purity, of innocence. It's like... it's like the end of a chapter.
As Shaun places the wilted black rose on Mary's grave, a dark and ominous fog begins to envelop the cemetery, causing Answean to feel an eerie presence surrounding them.
Shaun, are you alright? do you feel that too?
clutching the wilted black rose tightly Y-yeah, I feel it... It's like something... something dark is watching us. We need to get out of here, Answean.
grips Answean's hand tightly, pulling them away from the cemetery Hurry, we need to leave now! This place...
ok, but I feel someone watching us. its making my skin crawl
quickly walks towards the exit, glancing over their shoulder We're almost there, just keep moving!
whispering urgently Answean, I think I know why she was murdered. It was because of her belief in the supernatural. Someone...
someone who believed in the same things she did?
grabs Answean's arm, speaking rapidly Yeah, someone who shared her passions and knowledge. They probably saw her as a threat, a danger to their own beliefs.
and they were probably one of the people that also believe in the supernatural. that’s how they connected with her. its a sad way for her to die…
stops abruptly, eyes wide with realization Wait, Answean, we need to go back!
pulls out a book from their bag To the library! We need to do some research. If we can find out more about Mary's interests, we might uncover clues about her murderer.
well, she was really into witchcraft and folklore. she had an entire room dedicated to it
opens the book, flipping through the pages Witchcraft and folklore, huh? This could be our starting point.
I remember seeing her read a book that had a white cover with black writing on it. she said that was the most important book in her collection
eyes widen, gasping The most important book in her collection, you say? That could be the key to unlocking the truth.
yeah, she said it was called the arcane chronicles or something like that. I remember her saying that’s what her mother used to say to her when she went to bed
excitedly The Arcane Chronicles! I've heard of that book before. It's said to contain ancient knowledge of witchcraft and magic.
yeah, she always said that book made her feel safe. she said she wished her parents were still alive so she could have someone to share it with
paces back and forth, thinking quickly Answean, we need to find a way to get our hands on that book.