Detective Jameson arrived at the mansion with great apprehension tonight. Snowflakes gently fell onto the grounds as he stepped outside. Frosty wind whistled through the trees, icy and extremely cold. A chill ran down his spine as he approached the door. Cautiously, he pushed the door open and stepped inside quietly. The foyer was dimly lit, but his eyes adjusted quickly. The silent house seemed to hold its breath in suspense. He began his search for clues and any sign murder.