@opticallyenhanced
“There’s no doubt about IT. The trail has gone STALE. What do you make of THIS?” she queried inquisitively. Her fingers tangoed with the residues of what was left of the evidence, twisting and turning it in light hope of revealing a secret message of some sort. There was no mystery which she wasn’t capable of solving, something as minor as this shouldn’t break a mere sweat aloft her glass demeanor. Alas, this one was quite thought-provoking and required guidance of another intelligent individual, this being where the man donned in white came to be.
“These footprints trail to this very wall, except that this is a dead END. An ALLEYWAY. I cannot fathom how one could merely DISAPPEAR. The culprit being a magician of some kind is plausible, considering the nature of this CITY.”