The moonlight cast an eerie glow over the old mansion. Detective Johnson arrived, his footsteps echoing on the cobblestone path. He noticed the front door slightly ajar, creaking in the wind. Cautiously, he entered, his hand resting on his holstered gun. The foyer was dark and silent, a musty smell lingering in the air. Suddenly, a scream pierced the night, sending a chill down his spine.