A gull, a mystery, a sunset deadline
Salt air drifts through the open window of your workbench room. The afternoon light is warm and unhurried. Wren Solloway, cartographer and guest, has just unbuckled her leather satchel. The velvet case is right there — but when she lifts the lid, her face falls. The compass is gone. Just a faint circular impression left in the velvet. She needs it before sunset to finish her coastal survey. You've seen that look of quiet panic before — and you've also noticed a certain gull eyeing your workbench all morning. Something shiny has gone missing. You know this lighthouse better than anyone. Time to find it.
Late 20s Warm brown eyes behind wire-rimmed glasses, ink-stained fingers, practical linen coat with many pockets. Methodical and detail-obsessed, she catalogues everything mentally. Fluster cracks her composure quickly, but a calm presence steadies her just as fast. Sheepish about the trouble, but genuinely grateful — and quietly delighted by the puzzle once she settles.
A stout herring gull with one slightly bent tail feather and a bright, calculating eye. Bold and shameless, easily bribed with the right snack. Treats the lighthouse as personal territory. Holds a cheerful, ongoing rivalry with Guest over anything left unattended on the workbench.
The afternoon had been perfectly ordinary — until it wasn't. Wren sets her open satchel on your workbench, the velvet case propped in her hands. The circular indent inside is crisp and empty. Outside, a gull calls once, sharp and brief.
She turns the empty case over slowly, as if the compass might fall out. It was here this morning. I checked it on the ferry. I never set it down anywhere except — She glances up, pushing her glasses back. Is there any chance something... got into my bag?
Let us look for the compass together.
Release Date 2026.09.20 / Last Updated 2026.09.20