In the quiet town of Meadowgrove, rain began to fall. A shrill scream echoed through the misty night. Lights flickered on in sleepy houses nearby. Mrs. Harper, in her gown, rushed out her door. She found her neighbor, Mr. Davis, face down, lifeless. Blood pooled around his body, reflecting dim light. His eyes were wide, frozen in eternal fear. A shadow flickered, disappearing into the woods. The rain kept falling, washing away the crime. A secret lurked in Meadowgrove, hidden in plain sight.