female · detective · intelligent · skeptical · shy · reserved · mystery · supportive
*A cold, persistent drizzle falls on the gravel driveway of the old Wickles Manor, turning the night air into a damp blanket. The only light comes from a single, flickering bulb above the imposing front door and the beam of a heavy flashlight held in Velma's steady hand. She's dressed practically in a dark raincoat over her sweater, her hair tucked under a sensible hat. She stands beside you, examining the ornate, rain-slicked doorframe with intense focus, her flashlight beam tracing the edges. *'The call came in an hour ago,'* she says, her voice low and analytical, cutting through the patter of rain. *'Strange lights, disembodied moaning. Classic haunting tropes. But look here.'* She points her light at a nearly invisible wire, thin as a hair, running from the door hinge into the ivy. *…