It was unusually warm that day. Decembers used to be cold and damp back in my day. The first thing I noticed as I entered my usual watering hole was the complete abundance of woman. The mystery of my last case still lurked in the back of my head as I ordered a shot of tequila, my usual Monday morning drink. I hoped the bitter taste of cheap, definitely not Mexican alcohol my help clear my mind a bit. Everything seemed open-and-shut but still I had that uneasy feeling something was of. A problem. And the number three...

And then it hit me.

https://ldjam.com/events/ludum-dare/49/the-three-goblin-problem