Hey there, story lovers! If you haven't watched the video yet, check it out above! Have you ever wandered into a festival that felt just a little... off? That's exactly what Felicity Harper experiences as the winter festival buzzes around her in the quaint town of Eldridge. The air is crisp with the scent of pine and roasted chestnuts, but amidst the laughter and joy, there’s an unsettling tension festering in the shadows. (GASP!) Whispered rivalries among local artists hang in the air like the first flakes of snow, hinting at underlying motives waiting to unfold. The excitement peaks as the clock strikes three, signaling the unveiling of a new sculpture. Felicity’s heart races, but it’s not just the thrill of the moment—she’s been thrust into the chaos following an unimaginable tragedy. The sculptor, Victor Hale, lay lifeless in his studio, chisel clutched tight in his hand, an ominous sight contrasting with the vibrant festivities outside. The way Felicity approaches the scene is nothing short of cinematic. She enters the studio, the environment dark and eerie, where half-finished sculptures loom like ghosts. The chilling moment she sees Victor’s body sprawled on the floor, surrounded by a pool of crimson, is enough to send shivers down anyone's spine. (Mind = Blown!) Elliot Marsh, the local police chief, urges her to secure the scene, but you can almost feel Felicity’s determination spearheading through the chaos. Each detail she observes—the position of the body, scattered tools, lingering scents—represents a puzzle waiting to be pieced together. This isn’t a mere accident; this is the tragic consequence of raw artistic emotions transforming into something much darker. As we close this chapter, we can’t help but wonder: what hidden layers of jealousy and rivalry will Felicity uncover? I know you’re thinking what I’m thinking... there’s more to this story than meets the eye! Stay tuned for Chapter 2!