Here is the opening scene of a murder mystery, where each sentence has exactly 20 words: Detective Jameson stood outside Ravenswood Manor, its turrets reaching towards the moon like skeletal fingers on a chilly autumn evening suddenly. Fog swirled around his feet, shrouding the manicured lawn in an impenetrable mist that obscured all but the nearest statues slowly. The once-grand estate, now a morose backdrop, loomed behind him, its windows like empty eyes staring back with haunted, unblinking gazes. A uniformed officer, Constable Wright, emerged from the front door, his face a mask of solemnity, and approached Jameson with deliberate. "The victim is inside, sir," Wright said, his voice low and even, as he handed Jameson a pair of latex gloves quietly. Jameson's eyes narrowed, his mind already racing with the questions that would need answers, and he took the gloves with steady.