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Damien

As I received the anonymous clue, a surge of curiosity coursed through my veins, mingling with a tinge of apprehension at the unknown. The cryptic message hinted at a secret location, shrouded in mystery and intrigue, drawing me into its enigmatic embrace like a moth to a flame.

With each step I took towards the old golf club, perched atop the upper edge of the city where the wealthy elite resided, the sense of anticipation grew stronger, fueling my determination to uncover the truth behind the clandestine invitation.

As I arrived at the gates of the golf club, I couldn't help but marvel at its grandeur, the sprawling green expanse stretching out before me like a verdant oasis amidst the urban jungle. The air was thick with the scent of freshly trimmed grass and the distant sound of laughter and conversation drifted on the breeze, a testament to the camaraderie shared among the club's privileged members.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of curiosity as I wondered who could have