White Lights and White Dresses

In the wake of the séance, Sylvie and her friends are left to make sense of what happened, having been left with more questions than answers, and to figure out what still needs to be done. Along the edges of town, the Fog has begun to slip back in.

As March brings the thaw of a warm spell and Duskhaven Point begins to stir, Sylvie gathers an unlikely group together in an attempt to contact a spirit that has been making herself known.

After the storm, Duskhaven Point stands narrowed and hushed. As Sylvie continues tracing a quiet connection between past and present, she is drawn to an unlikely source who helps her piece together what was left unresolved and reveals more than she came seeking.

Duskhaven Point prepares for a massive Winter storm as Sylvie and Aura continue to seek answers about a haunting. Sylvie finds herself standing between identities—one returning, one still emerging. 

The magic of winter has passed, but the echoes of the solstice remain. As Duskhaven Point slips into the longest, darkest stretch of the season, an unexpected visitor stops by the cafe, and Sylvie finds herself stepping further into a role she never meant to claim. A visit to the town library stirs forgotten history - and hints at a presence that may no longer be content to stay hidden.

As December deepens in Duskhaven Point, the town glows festive with holiday lights and anticipation. Sylvie ventures out into the warmth of Fog & Wick Tavern with friends, where laughter & drinks flow and an attraction deepens. But even amidst the cheer of the approaching holiday, something seemingly sinister approaches. 

Duskhaven Point begins to usher in the holiday season with its annual Frost & Lights Festival: hot cocoa steaming in mittened hands, fiddle music livening up the cold air, and strings of white lights swaying above snow-dusted streets. Sylvie’s newly-awakened gift grows in intensity alongside a curious connection with her new neighbor. 

Mystery deepens as Thanksgiving nears, and Duskhaven Point glows with warmth: pies cooling, lights flickering behind frosted glass, and the soft hum of a town ready to celebrate. But for Sylvie Lorimer, the season carries a different feeling. 

Autumns’ blaze has dimmed to embers: November casts a liminal hush over Duskhaven Point. As the bay fog turns to frost, Sylvie Lorimer feels the pull of unfinished business as she runs errands through town, unaware that something - or someone - is waiting to find her.

Duskhaven Point hums with anticipation as Halloween approaches: cornstalks rustle against lampposts and candlelight flickers through jack o’ lantern eyes into the fog. As Sylvie searches for answers about Weir House, a new presence appears in town, and something else stirs just beyond the glass.