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After the massive holiday party at Hakan's castle, Gael wasn't surprised that intrigue had spiked among the human populous once more. Tall tales and ghost stories were rampant, which made the residence an influencer hotspot. Everyone was intent on sneaking in to film their content, not realizing the danger they could find themselves in if they disturbed Hakan or something in the castle he treasured. Letting the more "informed" members of the police force handle the aftermath seemed like the best thing for all, but honestly, Gael was tired of constantly driving to the police station with tied-up, unconscious bodies in the trunk. "Yes I used reasonable force, yes I destroyed all devices and checked for hidden recorders, no they didn't see anything..." Gael didn't mean to sound so exasperated with his case officer, but he had to answer the same questions every time and the frequency of the trespassing was still increasing. "Isn't there more the city can do to keep people away? Eventually ... well someone might get killed. And I look like a total freak having to buy rope and duct tape every other day."