As the storm raged outside, a group of friends gathered inside the grand mansion on the private island of Rokkenjima. Mobin, the charismatic leader of the group, had invited his close friends Ali, Amin, Arian, Anahita, Saber, MohammadMehdi, MohammadHossein, Amir, and Jason for a weekend of fun and relaxation. Little did they know that their escape from the world would soon turn into a nightmarish murder mystery. As the group settled around the opulent dinner table, a sudden silence fell upon them. A mysterious letter materialized out of thin air, adorned with the wax seal of a one-winged eagle. It bore the name of an unknown witch, Beatrice, who claimed she would kill them all before the typhoon passed. Fear and confusion gripped the friends as they searched for answers. Who was this witch, and why had she targeted them? Speculation ran wild as paranoia settled over the group like a dark cloud. Days turned into restless nights, and with every passing moment, the tension grew. Then, unimaginable horrors began to unfold. They found the lifeless body of Mobin, a man full of ambition and secrets, his once radiant smile now reduced to a twisted grimace of pain. Next to fall was Ali, the gentle soul who had always offered a listening ear. His lifeless body lay in a room locked from the inside, baffling the group with its impossible circumstances. Amin, an Iranian nationalist with a fire burning deep within, was the next victim. His passion and unwavering beliefs were silenced forever, leaving the group in shock and disbelief. Following him was Arian, a man who exuded confidence and charm, his life snuffed out in a most peculiar manner. Anahita, Arian's devoted wife, was found dead in her room, her lavender-scented presence now haunting the air. Her fragile beauty lay untouched, masking the horrors that had transpired. Saber, Mobin's old rival, met his demise shortly after. His once formidable presence was reduced to a lifeless shell, rekindling old rivalries and resentments amongst the remaining friends. MohammadMehdi, an anti-nationalist and Amin's trusted friend, fell next. His sharp intellect and sarcastic humor were forever silenced, leaving the group in a state of despair and confusion. MohammadHossein, a reserved man who observed the group from a distance, was discovered dead in his locked room. The questions intensified as the deaths multiplied, leaving the remaining friends questioning their own sanity. Amir, a man of great ambition and deep secrets, was the next victim in this macabre dance of death. His once mysterious glow now extinguished, leaving the group shattered and broken. As the storm outside raged on, the friends found themselves trapped, powerless to escape their own impending doom. The final blow came when Jason, the enigmatic member of the group, met his untimely end, sealing their fate. In the end, with life extinguished from the last soul on the island, only silence remained. The mystery of who the culprit was and the true identity of the witch, Beatrice, remained unanswered. The mansion, once a sanctuary of friendship, had transformed into a graveyard of broken dreams. "When the seagulls cried, none were left alive." The island whispered these haunting words as a cruel reminder of the tragedy that unfolded, a mystery forever destined to remain unsolved.