Detective Laura Clark stood before a grand Victorian mansion, necklace cast aside. Moonlit shadows danced upon walls as a chilling breeze whistled through gnarled windows. Dressed all in black, she stepped forward, her heeled footsteps echoing down empty hallways. The house stood mute, seemingly holding secrets behind ornate doorways and dusty chandeliers. Illuminated only by flickering candles, Laura's gaze fell upon a disturbing sight on a crimson Persian rug. Splayed across the woven masterpiece, a lifeless body lay eerily still. Its pale face was illuminated by wavering candlelight, eyes wide with unshed tears. Around the figure, a constellation of shattered glass glittered like stars upon the dark surface. With a gasp, Laura noted the absence of any visible injuries upon the chilled, lifeless corpse. The silence was deafening, broken only by the occasional creak from timeworn floorboards beneath her shoes. Determined to unravel this enigma shrouded in darkness, Laura ventured deeper into the mansion's eerie corridors. An unseen presence lingered, watching her every move with unseen eyes.