Part I

The last express train of the day departs on a balmy autumnal evening . Detective Ayala is in one of the cabins. A discreet man heading towards Moonvelt. A town hidden between cliffs, fog and a bloody legend he promised to unmask as his final case.

He is drawned into a land filled with a seafaring vibe and a salty aroma that melts with the bittersweet perfume of the beverages from the tabern. Little does he know, that this spirited scene hides an obscure world of intrigue, mortal danger and stories buried between the waves.

Will it be a good idea to dig up the story that has been sealed for ages, or would it be better if it remained hidden under the depths of such haunted waters?