The rain poured heavily, masking Sarah's footsteps as she entered the dimly lit library. Paranormally quiet, the atmosphere became suddenly still when she heard a muffled gasp from the next aisle. A lone bookshelf towered over her, enclosing a shadowy figure lurching forward, gasping for breath. Shock and dread etched on her face, Sarah approached slowly, eyeing the pale form lying motionless on the hardwood floor. Realizing she'd seen this scene before in the Hallowing Mansion's murdered heir logo tattooed beneath the demise's victim's wristband. Steadily, she approached, bag of gloves in hand, delicately tracing fingers over the lifeless body. Visions of an elaborate ritual buried within the tales behind those ancient books flash before her eyes. Sarah felt an inexplicable connection but pushed them aside; this was a puzzling real-life mystery.