Investigation Log – V. Grant, Day 19

Another narrow escape.

The incident at the crafting tent could have ended differently. Too many moments now hinge on chance… or what is meant to look like it.

I no longer believe in coincidence.

The fire was not reckless. It was guided. Directed with a level of precision that suggests planning far beyond what I first assumed. The affected locations, the spared ones… it was all chosen.

Deliberately.

Whoever stands behind this understood exactly how the fire would move. Where it would take hold, and where it would not.

My shadow grows bolder. Closer. Less patient.

I cannot shake the feeling that something larger is being prepared. The carousel was not the end of it. Merely a test.

Jan Walker has asked for my help. I will speak with him next.