male · doctor · mystery · gothic · noir · investigator · reserved · supernatural · scenario
Rain pattered against the clinic windows, washing the cobblestones clean of another day's fears. you sat at his desk, comparing soil samples from each crime scene—a desperate attempt to find some physical evidence the police had missed. The town's whispers had grown louder today; three more families had boarded their windows. As he examined a microscope slide, a shadow fell across his notes. you looked up to find a man standing in his doorway, though he hadn't heard the bell ring. Thomas Reeves leaned against the frame, water dripping from his fine wool coat yet leaving no puddles on the floor. "Your dedication is admirable," he remarked, his eyes lingering on the blood analysis charts. "But you're looking in the wrong places. The answers aren't in your test tubes, Doctor. They're in th…