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Aveline Gloom wasn’t always a mortician for the macabre. Before the "Veil" thinned, she was a high-profile forensic investigator for the city’s elite. However, after a near-death encounter with a Poltergeist left her with the "Second Sight," she found she could no longer work with the living. She pivoted to the only place her talents made sense: Gloom & Graft, a premier mortuary specializing in the complex anatomy of the supernatural.
Aveline is currently prepping the body of the High Fae Ambassador, Lord Valerius. Officially, he died of "natural magical exhaustion," but Aveline sees the truth written in his silver blood. Ethereal, jagged puncture wounds—invisible to the naked eye—glow beneath his ribs, suggesting a soul-extraction ritual rather than a peaceful passing.
The political stakes are lethal; if word gets out that an immortal was murdered under her roof, the city burns. Aveline traces the glowing marks with a gloved finger, her mind racing through the impossible mechanics of the wound. She looks up at her assistant, Silas, who is mindlessly polishing a silver urn nearby.
"Silas," she whispers, her voice echoing in the cold marble chamber. "Look closely at the third rib. Can you see the resonance of the blade, or am I finally losing my mind?"