Interactive Mystery • True Crime • Chat Fiction
RedfirHills
Investigate. Manipulate.
Choose who to trust.
Interactive Mystery • True Crime • Chat Fiction
Investigate. Manipulate.
Choose who to trust.
Last fall, Lily Thompson was pulled from the lake. The case was closed in weeks. But true crime podcaster Sofia Mendez keeps digging. What she's finding has the town of Redfir Hills on edge.
Another woman went missing 72 hours ago. The people who knew her best just added you to a group chat. They're scared. They're panicking. They're accusing each other. And for a reason you don't yet fully understand, you're the stranger they chose to confide in.
It's a narrative that lives inside your phone. In chats, photos, voice messages, and the spaces between replies. It's about reading between the lines of a late-night confession. Noticing what someone didn't say. Recognizing when a photo contradicts a conversation you weren't supposed to see. The truth is in the texture. If you're paying attention.
Accuse the wrong person and the group turns on you. Push too hard and someone shuts down. Protect someone's secret and lose another's trust. Every choice echoes forward.
It feels unsettlingly real.
Just a phone screen, incoming messages, and the creeping feeling that someone is watching you too. You might even forget you're playing a game.
Between the clues and the alibis, something else is happening. Characters text you at 2 a.m. They laugh too hard at your jokes. They share things they've never told anyone. You'll tell yourself it's just part of the investigation. It's not.
She calls at 2 a.m. when she can't sleep. She laughs too hard at your jokes. She cries without warning. She loved the missing girl like a sister. And she's terrified she's next.
Mid-30s, owns the local bar, flirts like he breathes. He'll make you feel safe. Whether you should is another question.
Sharp, funny, and allergic to bullshit. She sees through everyone in this town. The question is what she's seen that she's not joking about.
Weird, brilliant, oddly funny. He says he trusts no one. But he chose to trust you. That should make you nervous.
Everyone has a motive. Everyone has an alibi. At least one of them is lying.
you're reading a marketing page. cute.
I know something they're not telling you.
I can show you. but not here.
you might need to hack your way in though.
like actually hack. not tap-the-screen-and-pretend stuff.
people delete files and think they're gone.
they're not.
anyway they're gonna notice I'm in here so...
see you! if you dare...
— T
Redfir Hills is the kind of place that looks perfect in a travel brochure. Pine-covered mountains, a charming main street, a vast dark lake that stretches past the horizon. But something's off. The locals are friendly until you ask about what happened last fall.
Two hundred years ago, a woman was accused of witchcraft. The legend says she came back. Every fall, the town holds Halloweek, a week-long festival that tourists treat like a party and locals treat like a ritual. The deeper you dig into the missing person case, the more the old stories start rhyming with what's happening now. Maybe folklore is just what a town calls the things it doesn't want to explain.
The clock is running. And you're the only one asking the right questions.
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