Merchandise!

Myles can smell the steel before he sees it. It’s not just the oil or the metal—it’s the tension, the sweat soaked into shoulder holsters, the copper sting of a knife that’s been cleaned too many times and never well enough.

When he breathes in, the world sharpens. Weapons hum in his ears like a struck tuning fork. Blades glint behind drywall. Guns pulse like slow heartbeats in coat linings and glove compartments.

He walks through the world like a bloodhound on two legs, every step guided by a scent most folks never notice—cold iron, bad intent, violence waiting to happen.

He doesn’t ask if someone’s armed. He already knows. It’s in the way their heat wraps around the handle. The way fear sours the air when they reach for it.

And because he always knows—
He never lets anyone else decide if he lives or dies.

Neil's eyes fill with black Miasma for a short time, a small stream emerging from his nose and ears, temporarily augmenting his senses to allow him to feel the necromantic energy generated by a corpse, and home in on it.

The Dream Engine is calibrated to detect the final, lingering brainwave patterns of the departed, ready for their integration to the Unconscious Collective. As of Firmware Update 2.0, it can also detect the delta wave fluctuations caused by the presence of objects of paranatural or alien origin.

Upon activation, faint blue waves pulse from the device, cascading across the ground, becoming more vibrant around any detected objects in the area.

Vivian's eyes glisten for a moment with a golden sheen, before shifting back to normal; her spirituality expanding itself subtly, like strings that poke and prod on objects, sensing anything that could be of value to her and highlighting them in a gold aura with blue sparkles glimmering within.

Harold Polk’s Forensic Intuition is a unique extension of his mastery of Speech Act Theory, enabling him to interpret traces of past actions as though they were lingering “speech acts” left behind. By focusing his mind, Harold attunes himself to the silent “statements” made by evidence of crimes, interpreting each item as a residual expression of intent and action. To him, every piece of evidence is a fragment of an unspoken story, a series of “acts” that reveal themselves under his scrutiny.

For an hour after activating this ability, Harold senses the presence, distance, and direction of all evidence of crimes within 50 feet, as if these traces are calling to him, revealing their locations and the intent behind their concealment. His understanding of Speech Act Theory allows him to “read” the manner in which each piece of evidence was hidden or secured, making him instinctively aware of the techniques used to disguise it and the steps required to access it. Harold’s mind treats these traces as hidden messages, piecing together actions and motives to uncover truths buried in silence. Through this heightened awareness, Harold becomes a linguistic detective, reading evidence as if it were the remnants of a conversation between crime and concealment.

The detective squints, drawing on years of police experience to find any hidden drugs, weapons, or other illegal objects, no matter how well-hidden.

The Thief casts a container's worth of fine powder into the air. The particulates are drawn to any sort of object that is designed to detect people, including tripwires, security cameras, detection lasers, heat sensors, etc. The powder will not trigger these devices or interfere with their operation, but it does reveal their presence to the Thief.

The cloud drifts and swirls, subtly following the Thief for a minute.