The moon hung low, casting eerie shadows over the estate. Detective Lorne entered the grand foyer, noticing the silence. A crystal chandelier sparkled ominously above the marble floor. To the right, a body lay still, an antique knife in its back. The detective knelt, observing the victim's contorted features, rage frozen in time. An overturned vase beside the corpse suggested a struggle had occurred. Blood pooled around the body, reflecting the chandelier's cold light. A torn piece of fabric clutched in the victim's hand hinted at a clue. Footsteps in the dust led away from the grim scene towards the library. Lorne followed, sensing the murderer's presence lingered, taunting with each step.