Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNF0AKP3DKZVX49ZG2652GC

The morning sun filtered through the frosted windows of Ivy's Bakery, warming the scent of fresh bread and cinnamon. The bell above the door chimed as a figure in a trench coat stepped inside, shaking off the mist. The baker looked up from the counter, brushing flour from her hands. "Fresh out of the oven, I see." "The apple danish is still warm." "Someone left a note on the counter last night. Did you see anything unusual?" "I only saw the night shift closing up. The door was locked, the lights off. But this morning I found a silver key on the table near the back." "That could be important. Where did you put it?" "I left it in the jar by the register, just as it was. Thought it might belong to someone." "We'll need to examine it. Keep the shop open longer, just in case." "Of course. Anything to help." "I'm asking around because I think someone might be trying to get into the mill. The key looks old." "The mill? That's been closed for years." "Maybe that's why someone wants it now." "The baker nodded, the aroma of bread mingling with the hint of mystery."