The old manor house stood silent under the pale moon, hiding secrets within its dark and crumbling stone walls tonight. Detective Miller walked up the creaking steps slowly, his flashlight beam cutting through the cold, thick, and heavy night fog. He saw the body lying right near the fireplace, a crimson stain spreading across the expensive, soft, and old rug. The victim's eyes were open wide, staring blankly at the ceiling as if searching for some single, final, lost answer. Miller knelt down to examine the scene, knowing that this case would be the hardest of his long career yet.