Instytut Cienia

Instytut Cienia

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Gdy w małym miasteczku dochodzi do brutalnego morderstwa, do gry wkracza detektyw Brian. Zamordowana dziewczyna zostawia jedyną wskazówkę, Stary dziennik, w którym opisuje jak z dnia na dzień popada w obłęd. Piszę coś o ludziach z Instytutu Cienia? Ale co to do licha jest. Detektyw Brian musi działać szybko...co jeśli przypadek Skylair Dunnes nie był jedynym?
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