THE CASE FILES
FITZROY BUREAU OF INVESTIGATION
CASE FILE
Listen up, rookie…
The trail ends beneath the open sky. Open sky, painted lines, leather rain. Read the verse. Find the spot. That's your challenge.
~ THE RIDDLE ~
Where wildcats prowl beneath bare sky,
And giants trade a leather rain,
A painted key unlocks no door—
Yet thrills the crowd that rings the floor.