Detective Jameson stood at the edge of the crime scene, the misty morning fog slowly rising from the ground below. The small town of Ravenswood was shaken, residents whispering rumors of a gruesome discovery in the abandoned mansion nearby quickly. Forensic lights illuminated the entrance, casting an eerie glow on the old stone steps and weathered wooden front door slowly. Crime scene tape strained in the gentle morning breeze, flapping against the freezing metal railings with an ominous repetitive sound. In the foyer, Jameson spotted a figure lying motionless, an antique vase shattered near the victim's lifeless outstretched right hand. Bloodstains marred the polished floor, creating an abstract pattern of violence and chaos in the once elegant entrance hallway freely. Constable Lee stood guard, her eyes locked on Jameson as she tallied evidence labels on the crime scene inventory sheets. Together they entered the darkness of the old mansion, their footsteps echoing with every step they cautiously took freely.