In 2016, my younger sister fell into an abandoned mine shaft during a class outing.
It took three days to find her.
But there was something inexplicable about her death.
Her water bottle was still full, yet the autopsy concluded that she had died of thirst.
The sight of her body destroyed my parents. One died; the other lost his mind.
Our once-happy family was torn apart.
Ten years later, I earned a doctorate in criminal psychology.
I returned to that abandoned mine shaft and reconstructed the events of that day over and over again…
And uncovered a horrifying truth that overturned everything I thought I knew.