The darkness within the abandoned mill seems to press in on you, as if alive with unseen eyes watching your every move. You can feel the weight of the mystery hanging heavy in the air, beckoning you further into its depths. Suddenly, a soft creak echoes through the corridor, causing your heart to skip a beat. As you cautiously round the corner, you come face to face with a shadowy figure standing before an ancient altar. The suspect? Your pulse quickens at the thought. What will you do next?