Part 31: Family Album

As I ventured deeper into the abandoned house within the Crow headquarters, a sense of unease settled over me like a heavy blanket. The silence that enveloped the rooms was oppressive, broken only by the sound of my own footsteps echoing through the empty halls.

My search for the elusive shadow led me to a room that bore the unmistakable signs of human habitation—a bedroom adorned with personal belongings and cherished memories. It was a stark reminder of the lives that had once thrived within these walls, before the encroachment of the crows had cast their shadow over everything.

As I scanned the room, my eyes fell upon a corner where a collection of toys lay scattered on the floor—a poignant reminder of the innocence that had been lost amidst the chaos. The sight tugged at my heartstrings, a silent testament to the tragedy that had befallen this once happy home.