Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKAYAZEMBXFYN5QKW9KHMHT

Fog crawled through the avenue, swallowing lamplight and whispered steps. A silhouette stood beneath the museum's rotten clock, hands trembling. Blood smeared the marble vestibule, dark flowers on cold floor. Detectives arrived with umbrellas, collars up, faces unreadable and alert. Neighbors watched from curtained windows, gossiping like nervous birds outside. A single shoe lay near the victim, scuffed and empty. Rain tapped secrets against the ancient foyer's stained-glass windows slowly. The coroner arrived, pocket watch clicking, eyes cataloguing small truths. A note tucked beneath a candlestick read only one word. The word was betrayed, ink blotched, trembling as if confessing. Footsteps retreated into rain; someone laughed, embarrassingly human and hollow. The mayor's wife later denied involvement with steady practiced grief. Everyone carried secrets like stones, ready to sink the innocent.