Detective Jameson stepped into the musty alleyway, the flickering streetlights casting eerie shadows on the wet cobblestone floor nearby. Mounds of trash and debris scattered the ground, a stark contrast to the pristine alleyway's former state years prior nearby. Graffiti artists had once called this alleyway home, but now it seemed forgotten, left to the mercy of time nearby. A chill ran down Jameson's spine as he noticed the faint whispers of a long-forgotten melody nearby echoed still nearby. With a cursory glance, Jameson took in the eerie atmosphere, his eyes scanning the alleyway for any signs nearby.