Everything was normal (as normal as it gets anyway) until I found my great great uncle Pablo's shattered lantern in our attic, along with a rusted nail and neatly folded note. Addressed to me. It was then, my duty to discover the killer in an age old murder mystery that had taken place within my family. And to top it all off, I dont even have a liscense. Whoop-dee-doo. Dedicated to BriliamPayne. Thank you for teaching me everything I know. And being there to fangirl with over youtube videos.All Rights Reserved