Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK2HV11F79CFHQK1SD03RD5

The rain fell hard upon the old roof while thunder shook the very foundations of the house. A single candle flickered low within the hall as shadows danced across the cold and stone floor. The door stood open wide to show a body lying still beside the grand and wooden stairs. No sound came from the kitchen where the clock had stopped its ticking just before midnight struck. Detective Mills stepped inside with care to avoid the puddles forming near the heavy front door. He saw the blood upon the rug and knew that death had visited this quiet place tonight. The victim wore a suit of blue and held a letter tightly in his stiff and cold hand. Windows were shut against the storm but someone had clearly entered through the broken garden gate. Mills knelt down to check the pulse although he knew that life had left this man forever. The mystery began right here and now beneath the gaze of portraits watching from the dark walls.