Chapter 69: A Slimy Mystery
(Author note: Haven't done a music recommendation for a while. So, here is something I suggest you listen to while reading. It really adds to the atmosphere: https://youtu.be/Qz6XLzLOPD4?si=dn83fHYn6qn7rM_P )
In a subdivision in the northeast of Graheel, outside of the Nighthound territory and relatively close to the university, Joe pulled his vehicle up to the front of a solitary two-story house.
By the time they had arrived here, there was a heavy overcast that looked like it was about to rain.
The house was older in its design and showed some signs of minor degradation caused by time, but it still appeared to be in somewhat relatively good condition and livable. It had a large raised patio in the front with stairs and possibly a front door that was obscured by the heavy shadows caused by the overcast.
The plot of land the house sat on was around 4,000 square feet (370 square meters), with a small lawn in the front. The lawn was neatly clipped. The windows were all dark at the moment. There was no light coming from the house, a sign that no one was home. A single window on the second floor was open, letting the wind blow in and making the curtains flutter.
The general atmosphere, combined with the heavy overcast, made it feel almost like nighttime, giving the house a very ominous feeling.
Joe stepped out of his vehicle and quickly assessed the situation. He let out a deep sigh.
Joe: “Again? That is the second time this month that I’m investigating a haunted-ass-looking place.”