The clock struck midnight as the storm raged, casting eerie shadows across the dimly lit, opulent Victorian mansion. A chilling scream pierced the air, echoing through the grand hallways, sending shivers down the spines of all present. Detective Harper arrived promptly, his trench coat soaked, eyes scanning the room for any sign of foul play. The guests, dressed in their finest attire, whispered nervously, their faces pale with a mix of fear and curiosity. A shattered vase lay on the floor, its scattered pieces glinting ominously under the flickering chandelier's light. The butler, trembling, pointed towards the library, where the door stood ajar, revealing a darkened interior. Harper approached cautiously, his footsteps muffled by the thick, ornate carpet, heart pounding with anticipation and dread. Inside, the room was eerily silent, save for the ticking of an ancient grandfather clock in the corner. A body lay sprawled across the Persian rug, lifeless eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, a mystery to unravel.