Emily led the group through Ravenswood's winding streets, stopping at an old, unassuming building.
"This is it," Emily said. "The Ravenswood Historical Society. They have an archive room with documents dating back to the town's founding."
Ava's eyes widened. "That's exactly what we need."
Inside, the society's curator, Mrs. Jenkins, greeted them warmly.
"Emily's told me about your investigation," Mrs. Jenkins said. "I'll give you access to the archive room."
The archive room was a treasure trove of dusty files, yellowed newspapers, and forgotten records.
Ethan's eyes scanned the shelves. "Where do we start?"
Mrs. Jenkins handed them a map. "This is the original town layout. Look for any connections to the raven symbol or ancient cults."
As they dug through the archives, Lew stumbled upon an old diary.
"Guys, look at this," Lew said, holding up the diary. "It belongs to one of Ravenswood's founders."
Ava's voice trembled. "This could be the break we need."
The diary revealed a shocking truth:
"We made a pact with the Shadow, trading prosperity for protection. The raven symbol seals our vow."
Ethan's grip on the diary tightened. "The Shadow? Is that our killer?"
Emily's eyes locked onto Ethan's. "Or is it something more sinister?"
As they continued reading, the lights in the archive room began to flicker.
Mrs. Jenkins rushed in. "I'm sorry, but the archive room is closing. You'll have to leave."
Ava protested. "But we're close to uncovering the truth."
Mrs. Jenkins' expression turned stern. "You don't understand. You're playing with forces beyond your control."
Ethan sensed a warning beneath her words.