Open the lockbox

As I ponder the contents of the letter from Brother Thurzo, the nonsensical poem at the bottom sticks out. It reads, 'Three, Five, Seven, Nine, and Eleven, all good girls go to heaven.' My heartbeat quickens as I suddenly realize that the numbers in this poem could very well be the six digit combination to the lockbox I discovered in the floor safe.

Could this seemingly innocent verse, written by the troubled young man, be the key to unlocking a secret that has been weighing on Lily's mind? I waste no time in trying the numbers, 357911, on the lockbox. My heart leaps when I hear the soft click as the mechanism disengages, and the lid pops open. A shiver of excitement runs down my spine as I carefully remove the contents.

I gape in astonishment at the discovery: a passport and a Slovakian driver's license both under the name 'Sister Angelika.' It's a name I've never heard before, and I realize with a jolt that this is the real identity of the woman I've been investigating. My eyes widen further when I see a 9mm Glock 17 nestled among the other items.

Clearly, this Sister Angelika was no ordinary college student . The realization that Lily Argent was, in fact, a carefully crafted false identity, fills me with a mix of shock and curiosity. As I continue to sift through the contents of the lock box, I find a silver crucifix, a rosary, holy water, anointing oil, purified salt, and a set of prayer cards.

It's apparent that Sister Angelika had some affiliation with a religious order. The tools for exorcism and spiritual combat indicate she was an undercover investigator, possibly working to uncover and eradicate dark and unholy forces. This newfound information sheds light on the enigmatic nature of Lily Argent.

However, it also raises far more questions than it answers. What sort of investigations was she conducting? Why did she feel the need to create an entirely new identity to carry them out? Can I even continue to entertain the idea that this woman took her own life any longer?

The implications of this discovery are staggering, and it's clear that unraveling the truth behind Sister Angelika's mysterious activities will require a painstaking investigation into her religious order and the dark underworld she sought to dismantle. In this new light, Lily Argent's life seemed like a labyrinth of secrets, her identity fragmented and layered, like an onion peeled back layer by layer.

I can feel the weight of responsibility on my shoulders as I promised myself to delve deeper into this world, to find out what led her to her grisly fate, and perhaps, to bring her justice and closure. The path ahead is uncertain, but the discovery of Sister Angelika's identity had given me a new, invaluable starting point. It's time to unravel the threads that bound Sister Angelika, Lily Argent, and the dark forces that threatened the innocent.