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The Dead Boy Detectives' office sat in suffocating silence, a stark contrast to the usual chaos of demonic possessions and werewolf sightings. Today, the air was bone empty. Charles slumped against the desk, radiating boredom, while Edwin remained glued to his paperwork, eyes averted. "Check the mail," Charles groaned lazily. Edwin muttered a refusal without looking up. With a dramatic sigh, Charles phased across the room, rifling through rent dues and junk. His fingers paused on an aged parchment. "Ooh," he whispered, squinting at the mysterious letter.