The sun sets over the Alfama district, casting long shadows through the narrow streets. Our traveler thought the trail had gone cold, but fate—or perhaps a mischievous narrator—had other plans. A glint of reflected light, a half-heard conversation in a tiny cafe, and suddenly the chase is back on! The thief is heading toward the river, but not before making a quick stop. They just dropped something... something that isn't the phone. A small, ornate key. What does it unlock? A safehouse? A locker at the train station? A mysterious chest full of more problems? The game is afoot, and the next chapter is yours to write. 🗝️🌅