The grand hall’s chandelier trembled above polished marble floors as the detective entered, noting unnatural shadows behind crimson velvet curtains. Dripping blood trails wound toward heavy oak doors at the far end, while a single cold broken glass lay abandoned. Candles flickered ominously across ancient portraits, illuminating silent onlookers whose gazes seemed accusatory, yet no living witness dared even speak. A distant grandfather clock struck midnight, its low chimes echoing corridors, foretelling secrets that would soon unravel hidden family tragedies.