I walk along the side of the road. I feel like I'm not alone. I look behind me, a shadow seems to disappear, but i think it's just my PTSD. I walk along until I find this old building, it looks really broken down. It says it has a room for rent, and for once it's in my price range. I go in, and ring the bell at the front desk.
"Hello sir" the woman says jovially. She's this old, frail lady, but seems to have the energy of a 25 year old. She has snow white hair in the normal short, curly, elderly woman style haircut. She wears a black turtleneck dress, almost dressed like a nun. "Hello ma'am, I saw the room for rent, I would like to apply." Oddly, she nods, "then welcome to the apartment. Let me show you to your room". I just accept, knowing I need a place to stay, maybe it will help my life a little bit. Can't see how it would, but it's worth a try.
I look around the room. It's oddly really nice. Very clean walls, clean bed, cool television. I smile and hug the woman, thanking her for letting me take it. However, when she closes the door, I notice something on the back of it. It has tally marks on the door, I think its 19. I just think someone had a fun time with the door in that pattern. I set my bag down and explore. I think about how nice this place is for the price. I think about how I can actually, just maybe, see my wife and kids again. I lie down on the bed, after turning off the lights.
I then feel something sit on the end of my bed.
Eliza switches the tapes, as this one cut off.
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Case #4473: The Alaster Suicide of 1984
HorreurLewis Alaster is a man that has been talked about since the early 80's. Detective Eliza must go in and uncover what happened to this poor soul, and what factors are at play to what ruined his life and what lead to his suicide.
