A young man named Antoine, with a story to tell, A creature crying, a mystery to dispel. Lucie, with memories that she can’t quite grasp, A pendant, a logo, a clue in her grasp.
But as the story unravels, suspicions arise, Is Lucie hiding things, telling only lies? A number, 668, a figure of fear, Linked to a savior, but danger is near.
Mike, the inspector, with a case to solve, Transferred to a new one, his resolve to evolve. A dopamine concentrate, a plan to ensnare, The elusive 668, with ephedrine in the air.
Julia and Robert, a couple in strife, A murder, a suspect, a shattered life. The mayor of Belfast, in a terrible plight, An accident, a flash, in the dead of night.
Elena, in turmoil, with secrets to share, A visit, a talk, to clear the air. But trust is fragile, in a world so dark, Will the truth be revealed, or lost in the spark?
So leap into the verse, with rhymes so bright, In the world of Minecraft, where stories take flight. Let the truth be known, in every line, In the realm of gaming, where mysteries entwine.