Even with four clues in their hands, the group was no closer to unlocking the door to their temporary home.
It was clear that everybody felt frustrated, tired, and somehow hopeless. Along with that was the thickening darkness that slowly swallowed the sky.
It seemed like they had combed through every inch of the garden, turned over every stone, and checked behind every bush, yet the mystery remained unsolved.
Online, the comments was filled with speculation.
- Where might it be? They've searched everywhere.
- I don't even know. Maybe they missed a spot?
- Have they checked under the pots? That's where I usually hide my keys.
- I swear, they've tried everything. Maybe this is just a prank.
- The skies are already dark. I'm worried for them.
