House of Horrors Part 1
The room was meticulously arranged, with the precision of a journalist: a desk in the corner, a small bookshelf pressed against the wall, a simple bed, and a half-drawn curtain that let in a soft orange light from the streetlights outside.
She sat at her desk, placed the cup beside her, and opened her laptop. The screen lit up suddenly, as if waiting for her to finish what she had left unfinished. She quickly scrolled through the files until her investigation files, which had spanned weeks, appeared: photos from Mira's crime scene, documents related to Noor's case, old newspaper clippings, and names that appeared so frequently they began to haunt her waking and sleeping hours.