Park District, Seaside Road, No. 173.
Shawn saw the body of the Elf, her face gnawed beyond recognition by rats. The scar on her neck identified her; it was a mark left when she battled a Ghoul.
Daisy's slender figure stood beside the Elf's corpse. As she looked up, Shawn saw a pair of blood-red eyes.
"It's all my fault, I should have stayed with her..."
When Shawn approached to comfort her, Daisy spoke with a hint of a sob in her voice, choking up, "I thought the last incident had been resolved."
Shawn patted Daisy's back, soothing her sorrowful emotions.
"The Elf was ambushed, killed instantly."
The speaker was Investigator Keville, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with deep facial features and sunken eyes. He wore a gray coat, looking weary, presumably having just arrived. He had been investigating the disappearance of an archaeologist for some time.
He used to be a forensic doctor before becoming an investigator.
