Detective Grey entered the grand foyer. Bloodstains marred the marble floor. The antique chandelier swayed ominously above. A suffocating silence enveloped the room. Just then, a figure emerged from the shadows. A haunting whisper pierced the air. "I saw him. It was the butler." As Detective Grey moved closer for a better look, he realized it was just an ill-placed stuffed bear from the nearby nursery. He sighed, shaking his head. Unbeknownst to the detective, he was already chasing the wrong leads. Death awaited, just around the bend...