Something in the margins
The raven’s casebook.
Follow a name through the rooms, one trace at a time.
Case I · The name beneath the snow
Eleven traces. One absent guest.
A calling card has been cut into pieces and carried through the cabinet. Each public room keeps a fictional scrap in its brasswork, near the foot of the page. Read it, make a deduction, then bring its rubbing here. The changing décor is a distraction: the evidence stays put.
Opening the casebook…
Optional browser-only progress. No account, uploads or answers are sent. Without remembering, progress stays in this tab through page visits and reloads, then ends when the tab closes. A public puzzle opens no private rooms.
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The last deduction
The calling card, reassembled.
Secure the eleven rubbings first. They contain the alphabet, the order, the threshold and a way to read what remains.
Begin the case again
This removes this device’s saved rubbings for this case.