You get home from work late one night and your house has been ransacked, completely looted nothing left un-touched. Before thinking to call the police yo rush to your bedroom and check your safe, it's been damaged but it hasn't been opened, "thank god," you whisper to yourself. You enter your combination, "69..... 42.... 0," you hear the always satisfying click of the safe unlocking and the creak of the door as it swings open.
Inside are typical things someone would keep locked up, some extra cash for an emergency, family heirlooms, important documents, and a love letter. You grab the love letter and begin to caress it, careful not to crease it or bend the corners, you read it over and over as a tear begins to roll down your cheek as you reminisce about simpler times.

It was as normal day on the job. You were a forensic cleaner, or at least that's what you'd people that asked, and you just arrived to your next work site. Barbara White, a friendly old lady who's husband widowed her some decades ago. She kept to herself as her days got fewer and didn't have many ambitions left, just sort of waiting for her time. As you were documenting the scene you notice your notepad had something written in it. you didn't recognize the barely legible handwriting but you knew it was meant only for you so you quickly put it in your bag and finished with your work before heading home.
At home you set your bag down and pulled out your notepad to see what was written on it. You have some difficulty making it out but it brings you to tears when you finally do. It's a letter from Ms. White, to you. It's written with the same love you'd expect from any woman Barbara's age, it reminds you of how you used to write to your high school sweetheart.


Beautiful, simply beautiful.

I have bought about 20 copies of this game, and have 16 in my Steam inventory, pretty good game!