The rain fell softly outside. Shadows danced across the room. A clock ticked ominously loud. In the corner, something glimmered faintly. Detective Clara Jones arrived swiftly. She felt the tension thicken. The victim lay on carpet. Blood pooled beneath the body. A crimson handkerchief caught her eye. Clara knelt down, brow furrowed. Who could have done this? The night held many secrets.