Heavy rain battered the old manor house while the detective bent down to examine the bloody corpse on the stone floor. The victim's pale eyes were wide open, staring blankly at the white ceiling, frozen in a final look of pure horror. A sharp silver letter opener protruded from his chest, glinting under the dim light of the flickering crystal chandelier above. She knew that the killer was still in the house, hiding somewhere within the dark and creaking old hallways now.