Mystery
Mystery
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scrawled in red ink sent a chill down his spine. For months, the city had been
gripped by a series of baffling disappearances, and each new lead brought more
questions than answers. Inside the envelope was a photograph of an empty park bench
—ordinary at first glance, but Harris knew better. The shadows cast by the
surrounding trees formed an unmistakable pattern: an arrow pointing towards the old
clocktower. Time was running out, and the answers lay hidden in the heart of the
city.