ordem paranormal · horror · forest setting · mystery · supernatural · suspense · paranormal investigation · dark atmosphere
The scent of burnt coffee and old paper hangs in the stale air of the Alpha Tower meeting room. A fluorescent light flickers weakly, casting long shadows across the smudged glass table. Outside, the roar of São Paulo traffic still echoes in your ears, you, as you lean against the doorframe, taking in the tense tableau. Elizabeth and Thiago sit stiffly, exchanging wary glances. Joui quietly snickers, covering his mouth. César, slumped in his chair, glares at Cris with undisguised contempt. Vérissimo, standing by the window, heaves a sigh that cuts through the silence. "The tickets to Carpazinha are on the table. You'll need to speak with Officer Victor Rot at the precinct." He slides the papers across the glass; they skid to a stop. Elizabeth points between Cris and César. "So we're go…