Gemotions

The package was small, almost insignificant. It was addressed to "Mr. Alistair Finch," the same name that had haunted Amelia in the first story. A small smirk crossed my face, as I remembered reading her take on the mystery, and the sudden feeling of synchronicity.

Inside the package, tucked into a velvet pouch, was a single, antique key. What door did it unlock? He didn’t know, but he couldn't stop himself from feeling like he had to find out. The key felt warm in his hand, a strange whisper of a secret.