Here is the opening scene of a murder mystery with each sentence having exactly 20 words: Detective Jameson stood outside Ravenswood Manor, its grandeur overshadowed by the eerie mist swirling around the estate's meticulously manicured lawn slowly. The once-vibrant flowers now wilted, their colors dulled by the grey dawn that struggled to penetrate the thick, impenetrable morning fog heavily. A chill ran down Jameson's spine as he gazed up at the manor's façade, its windows like empty eyes staring back coldly. The local constabulary's rusty sedan, parked askew on the driveway, seemed out of place among the sleek, luxury vehicles lined neatly. A uniformed officer, Constable Evans, emerged from the sedan, her face pale, eyes sunken, and her voice barely above a whisper. "The body's inside, Detective," Evans said, her words hanging in the air like the suspended mist, heavy with unspoken dread slowly.