Catelynn -

She knelt in the dirt, her fingers trembling as she cleared away the muck. There, hidden under a stone lip, was a keyhole. She slid the brass key in. It didn't just turn; it hummed .

Find out exactly what her grandfather was trying to hide from the rest of the town. Catelynn

Catelynn didn't believe in ghost stories, but she did believe in her grandfather. And his last note to her had been simple: “The truth is heavy, Cat. You’ll need the key to lighten the load.” She knelt in the dirt, her fingers trembling

What kind of "unspoken" secrets are kept on these shelves? It didn't just turn; it hummed

With a heavy thud , the ground beneath the archway vibrated. The stone didn't move up—it moved , revealing a spiraling staircase of white marble, bone-dry and lit by flickering lanterns that shouldn't have been burning.

But it did have a small, hand-etched symbol on the bow: a .